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FROM THE LIBRARY OF 
REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. 

BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO 

THE LIBRARY OF 

PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY 






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CORONATION HYMNAL 



A SELECTION OF HYMNS 
AND SONGS 



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PHILADELPHIA 

AMERICAN BAPTIST PUBLICATION SOCIETY 
1420 Chestnut Street 



COPYRIGHT, 1894, by A. J. Gordon. 



PREFACE. 



This Hymn Book is the outcome of an extended and successful experi- 
ment in Congregational Singing, nearly all the pieces which it contains 
having been tested by actual use. This experiment has demonstrated two 
things: viz. ist, That in order to put a book into the hands of every member 
of the Congregation — a sine qua non to the highest success — a smaller and 
less expensive hymnal than those now generally in use is imperatively 
demanded ; 2d, That with the quickened pace of spiritual activity now visible 
in the Church, there is a call for a more rapid movement in the service of 
song. With a view of meeting these requirements we present the Coronation 
Hymnal to the public. It claims to be a selection rather than a collection. 
But though small and compact, it has undertaker, to present the best and 
most widely accepted standard hymns and tunes in use in all our churches, 
combining with these an ample selection of the lively and stirring melodies 
known as gospel songs. This combination has been found to work so well 
in actual experience by meeting the demand of the most critical as well as the 
most popular taste, that our book is sent forth with strong confidence that it 
will meet a real need. 

In issuing this Hymnal the Editors desire to express their sincere gratitude 
to many who have kindly aided them in their work : To Messrs. Biglow & 
Main for their generous permission to use several of their copyright tunes ; to 
the eminent evangelistic singers, Messrs. I. D. Sankey, Geo. C. Stebbins, 
James McGranahan, and D. B. Towner for their concession of valuable 
music ; to Dr. R. Lowry and Dr. W. H. Doane for rare selections, some of 
which appear for the first time in this book; to S. W. Cole and Mrs. Abby 
Clark-Ford, organists of the Clarendon St. Church, for several arrangements 
and original compositions; to Rev. C. L. Hutchins for the use of 218 and 
226; to Dr. H. S. Cutler for the use of 309; to W. G. Fisher for the use 



iv PREFACE. 

of 129 and 130; to E. O. Excell for the use of 336 ; to J. R. Sweney for the 
use of 337 ; to Dr. A. B. Simpson for the use of 340 and 361 ; to Mrs. 
Jos. F. Knapp for the use of 326 and 346 ; to Lieut. R. Kelso Carter for the 
use of 214; to Chas. B. J. Root for the use of 339; to Rev. W. G. Cooper 
for the use of 330 ; to Peter Bilhorn for the use of 328 ; to John Church & Co. 
for the use of 369 ; to Philip Phillips for the use of 399 ; to Rev. J. E. 
Rankin, D.D., for the use of 400 ; to Rev. Thos. O. Lowe for the use of 376 ; 
to J. J. Lowe for the use of 370 ; to Miss Mary Whittle for the use of 387 ; 
to H. R. Palmer for the use of 367 and 389 ; to Mrs. E. Tourjee for the use 
of 240, and to Rev. F. B. Meyer of London for the use of the exquisite Llan- 
thony Hymns 164, 184, and 199, found in his excellent hymnal. 

With a profound conviction that the service of song in the house of God 
has been committed to the church of regenerated souls as a sacred trust, and 
that this trust cannot be delegated to artistic and unconverted choirs without 
immense injury to the spiritual life of the people, this Hymnal is now sent 
forth with the prayer and hope that it may do something to help in this most 
important part of Christian worship. 

THE EDITORS. 



TABLE OF CONTEXTS. 





NO. 




NO. 


Worship 


1—29 


The Church 


237—241 






Baptism 


242—247 


Morning and Evening . 


. 30—46 


The Lord's Supper 


248—255 






Fellowship and Unity 


256—259 


God: 




Almsgiving 


260 — 261 


His Glory .... 


. 47—5° 


The Word and the Ministry 


262 — 267 


The Trinity 


■ 5 1 — 52 


Missions . . . 268 — 277 


, 356—360 


Christ: 




Building and Dedication 


278-279 


His Advent .... 


• 55—6o 


The Nation .... 


280—281 


His Ministry 


. 61—64 






His Triumphal Entry . 


. 65—66 


The Year 


282-283 


His Agony in the Garden . 


67 






His Crucifixion . 


. 68-79 


Pilgrimage and Rest 


284 — 291 


His Burial .... 


. 80—81 






His Resurrection 


. 82—88 


Death and Burial . 


292—295 


His Ascension 


89 — 93 










Christ's Second Coming 


296—301 












The Resurrection of the Dead 


302—305 


Holy Spirit .... 


. 100 — in 




Salvation: 




The Rapture of the Church 


. 306—307 


Provided .... 


. 112 — 116 


The Marriage Supper . 


308 


Invitations .... 


. 117— 124 






Acceptance and Trust 


• 125—132 


The Millennial Triumph 


309 


The Christian Life. 




The Conversion of Israel . 


. 310 — 312 


Union with Christ 


• 133—149 






Love and Communion 


. 150 — 165 


The Millennium 


• 3 l 3~ 3M 


Praise and Adoration . 


. 166 — 175 






Penitence and Trust . 


. 176—179 


The Judgment. 


• 3i5— 3 l 7 


Surrender and Consecration 


. 180 — 194 
• !95— 203 






Prayer and Communion 


Heaven ..... 


318-324 


Warfare and Work 
Trial and Trust v 


. 204 — 222 
. 223—236 


Gospel Songs .... 


325—400 



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1 Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 

Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee ; 
Holy, holy, holy ! Merciful and Mighty! 
God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity ! 

2 Holy, hoi)', holy ! all the saints adore Thee, 

Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; 
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, 
Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 

3 Holy, holy, holy ! though the darkness hide Thee, 

Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, 
Only Thou art Holy, there is none beside Thee, 
Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 

4 Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 

All Thy works shall praise Thy Name in earth, and sky, and sea; 
Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 
God in 'Three Persons, Blessed Trinity! 

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2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 

Ere seas or stars were made ; 
Thou art the ever-living God, 
Were all the nations dead. 

3 Eternity, with all its years. 

Stands present in Thy view; 



To thee there 's nothing old appears, 
Great God, there 's nothing new. 

Our lives thro' various scenes are drawn. 

And vexed with trifling cares ; 
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Thine undisturbed affairs. 

Great God, how infinite art Thou ! 

What worthless worms are we ! 
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1 Eternal Sun of righteousness, 

Display Thy beams divine, 
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2 Light, in Thy light, oh, may I see, 

Thy grace and mercy prove, 
Revived, and cheered, and blest by Thee, 
The God of pardoning love. 



3 Lift up Thy countenance serene, 

And let Thy happy child 
Behold, without a cloud between, 
The Father reconciled. 

4 On me Thy promised peace bestow, 

The peace by Jesus given; — 
The joys of holiness below, 
And then the joys of heaven. 

Charles Wesley, 1745. 



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i My God, how wonderful Thou art, 
Thy majesty how bright ! 
How beautiful Thy mercy-seat 
In depths of burning light ! 

2 Oh, how I fear Thee, living God, 

With deepest, tenderest fears ; 
And worship Thee with tenderest hope, 
And penitential tears ! 

3 Yet I may love Thee, too, O Lord, 

Almighty as Thou art ; 
For Thou hast stooped to ask of me 
The love of my poor heart. 

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4 No earthly father loves like Thee ; 

No mother, half so mild, 
Bears and forbears, as Thou hast done 
With me Thy sinful child. 

5 Only to sit and think of God, 

Oh, what a joy it is ! [name, 

To think the thought, to breathe the 
Earth has no higher bliss. 

6 Father of Jesus, love's reward, 

What rapture will it be, 
Prostrate before Thy throne to lie, 
And ever gaze on Thee ! 

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1 Come, ye that know and fear the Lord, 
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Let every heart and voice accord, 
To sing that " God is love." 



2 This precious truth his word declares, 
And all His mercies prove : 
Jesus, the gift of gifts, appears, 
To show that " God is love." 



3 Behold His patience, bearing long 

With those who from him rove ; 
"Till mighty grace their hearts subdues, 
To teach them — " God is love." 

4 Oh, may we all, while here below, 

This best of blessings prove ; 
Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds. 
Proclaim that " God is love." 

George Bur der, 1830. 



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1 Holy, holy, holy Lord 

God of Hosts ! when heav'n and earth 
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Issued into glorious birth, 
All thy works before thee stood, 
And thine eye beheld them good, 
While they sung with sweet accord 
Holy, holy, holy Lord. 

2 Holy, holy, holy ! thee, 
One Jehovah evermore, 

Father, Son, and Spirit! we, 
Dust and ashes, would adore : 



Lightly by the world esteemed, 
From that world by thee redeemed, 
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Holy, holy, holy Lord! 

3 Holy, holy, holy ! all 

Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing, 
While the ransomed nations fall 

At the footstool of their King : 
Then shall saints and seraphim, 
Harps and voices, swell one hymn, 
Blending in sublime accord, 
Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 

James Montgomery 1771— 1854. 



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i Praise, Lord, for Thee in Zion waits ; 
Prayer shall besiege Thy temple gates ; 
All flesh shall to Thy throne repair, 
And find, through Christ, salvation there. 

2 Our spirits faint; our sins prevail ; 
Leave not our trembling hearts to fail : 
O Thou that hearest prayer, descend, 
And still be found the sinner's friend. 

3 How blest Thy saints ! how safely led ! 
How surely kept ! how richly fed ! 
Saviour of'all in earth and sea, 
How happy they who rest in Thee ! 



God, hi Zion.'"' Ps. lxv: i. 

4 Thy hand sets fast the mighty hills, 
Thy voice the troubled ocean stills ! 
Evening and morning hymn Thy praise, 
And earth Thy bounty wide displays. 

5 The year is with Thy goodness crowned ; 
Thy clouds drop wealth the world around; 
Through Thee the deserts laugh and sing, 
And Nature smiles and owns her king. 

6 Lord, on our souls Thy Spirit pour; 
The moral waste within restore ; 
Oh let Thy love our spring-tide be, 
And make us all bear fruit to Thee. 

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Night unto night His name repeats, 

The day renews the sound, 
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'Tis He supports my mortal frame ; 

My tongue shall speak His praise ; 
My sins would rouse His wrath to flame, 
And yet His wrath delays. 
4 Great God, let all my hours be Thine. 
While I enjoy the light ; 
Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
And bring a pleasant night. 

Isaac Watts, 1709. 



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In Zion let us all appear, 

And keep the solemn day.'' 

I love her gates, I love the road ; 

The Church, adorned with g:ace. 
Stands like a palace, built for God, 

To show His milder face. 

Up to her courts, with joys unknown. 

The holy tribes repair ; 
The Son of David holds His throne, 

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4 He hears our praises and complaints ; 

And while His awful voice 
Divides the sinners from the saints, 
We tremble and rejoice. 

5 Peace be within this sacred place, 

And joy a constant guest ; 
With holy gifts and heavenly grace 
Be her attendants blest. 

6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, 

While life or breath remains ; [dwell. 
There my best friends, my kindred, 
There God, my Saviour, reigns. 

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Exalted be our voice. 

2 With thanks, approach His awful sight, 

And psalms of honor sing; 
The Lord's a God of boundless might, 
The whole creation's King\ 



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Come, and with humble souls adore, 
Come, kneel before His face: 

Oh, may the creatures of His power. 
Be children of His grace ! 

Now is the time : He bends His ear, 

And waits for your request ; 
Come, lest He rouse His wrath, and swear 

'• Ye shad not see my rest." 

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Angels round His throne above ; 

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2 Earth, to Heaven exalt the strain, 

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Send it, Heaven, to earth again ; 

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Age to age, and shore to shore, 

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O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are ! 

With long desire my spirit faints 

To meet th' assemblies of Thy saints. 

2 My flesh would rest in Thine abode. 
My panting heart cries out for God ; 
My God, my King, why should I be 
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3 Blest are the saints who sit on high 
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4 Blest are the souls that find a place 
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And seek Thy face and learn Thy praise. 

5 Blest are the men whose hearts are set 
To find the way to Zion*s gate ; 

God is their strength, and thro' the road 
They lean upon their helper, God. 

6 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, 
Till all shall meet in heaven at length ; 
Till all before Thy face appear. 

And join in nobler worship there. 

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The heavens declare Thy glory. Lord ! 

In every star Thy wisdom shines; 
But, when our eyes behold Thy word. 

We read Thy name In fairer lines. 
The rolling sun. the changing light, 

And nights and daysThy power confess 
But the blest volume Thou hast writ 

Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. 



Sun, moon, and stars convev Thy praise 

Round the whole earth. and never stand; 
So. when Thy truth began its race. 

It touched and glanced on every land. 
4 Xor shall Thy spreading gospel rest, 

Till thro' the world Thy truth has run, 
Till Christ has all the nations blessed, 

That see the light, or feel the sun. 

Isaac Watts, 1719 



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1 God of my life, through all my days 

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The song shall wake with opening light, 
And warble to the silent night. 

2 When anxious care would break my rest, 
And grief would tear my throbbing breast, 
The notes of praise, ascending high, 
Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 



3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, 
And all the powers of language fail, 
Joy thro' my swimming eyes shall break, 
And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 



4 But oh, when that last conflict 's o'er, 
And I am chained to earth no more, 
With what glad accents shall I rise, 
To join the music of the skies ! 

5 Then shall I learn th' exalted strains 
That echo through the heavenly plains, 
And emulate, with joy unknown, 

The glowing seraphs round Thy throne 

Phillip Doddridge. 1750. 

DOXOLOGY. 
To God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, three in one, 
Be honor, praise, and glory given, 
By all on earth and all in heaven. 



WORSHIP. 



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A pilgrim in a land unknown, 
A thirsty land, whose springs are dry. 

Yet through this rough and thorny maze 
I follow hard on Thee, my God ; 

Thine hand, unseen, upholds my ways, 
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Dearer than all beside to me, 

For whom have I in heaven above, 
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4 Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice, 

For all Thy mercy I will give ; 

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But, oh, what tongue can speak His fame ? 
What mortal verse can reach the theme ? 

Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, 
He glory like a garment wears ; 
To form a robe of light divine, 
Ten thousand suns around Him shine. 



In all our Maker's grand designs 
Almighty power with wisdom shines; 
His works, thro' all this wondrous frame. 
Declare the glory of His name. 

Raised on devotion's lofty wing, 
Do thou, my soul, His glories sing: 
And let His praise employ thy tongue, 
Till listening worlds shall join the song! 

Thomas Blacklock, 1754. 



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Pleasant are Thy courts below, 
In this land of sin and woe. 
Oh, my spirit longs and faints 
For the converse of Thy saints, 
For the brightness of Thy face, 
For Thy fullness, God of grace. 

Happy birds that sing and fly 
Round Thy altars, O Most High ; 
Happier souls that find a rest 
In a heavenly Father's breast; 
Like the wandering dove that found 
No repose on earth around, 
They can to their ark repair, 
And enjoy it ever there. 

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Happy souls, their praises flow, 
Even in this vale of woe ; 
Waters in the deserts rise, 
Manna feeds them from the skies; 
On they go from strength to strength, 
Till they reach Thy throne at length, 
At Thy feet adoring fall, 
Who hast led them safe through all. 

Lord, be mine this prize to win, 
Guide me through a world of sin, 
Keep me by Thy saving grace, 
Give me at Thy side a place. 
Sim and shield alike Thou art, 
Guide and guard my erring heart ; 
Grace and glory flow from Thee ; 
Shower, oh shower them, Lord, on me. 
H. F. Lyte, 1834 




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Lord, on Thee our souls depend : 
In compassion now descend ; 
Fill our hearts with Thy rich grace, 
Tune our lips to sing Thy praise. 

In Thine own appointed way 
Now we seek Thee, here we stay ; 
Lord, we know not how to go 
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4 Send some message from Thy word 
That may joy and peace afford ; 
Let Thy Spirit now impart 

Full salvation to each heart. 

5 Comfort those who weep and mourn ; 
Let the time of joy return ; 

Those who are cast down, lift up, 
Strong in faith, in love and hope. 

6 Grant that all may seek and find 
Thee a God supremely kind; 
Heal the sick, the captive free, 
Let us all rejoice in Thee. 

William Hammond, \ 
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1 Stealing from the world away, 

We are come to seek Thy face ; 
Kindly meet us, Lord, we pray, 
Grant us Thy reviving grace. 

2 Yonder stars that gild the sky 

Shine but with a borrowed light 
We, unless Thy light be nigh, 
Wander, wrapt in gloomy night. 



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May Thy light within us dwell, 
Till eternal day appears. 

Warm our hearts in prayer and praise, 
Lift our every thought above ; 

Hear the grateful son<js w r e raise, 
Fill us with Thy perfect love. 

Ray Palmer. 18591 



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1 God is the refuge of His saints, 

When storms of sharp distress invade; 
Ere we can offer our complaints, 
Behold Him present with His aid. 

2 Let mountains from their seats behurl'd 

Down to the deep, and buried there ; 
Convulsions shake the solid world : 
Our faith shall never yield to fear. 

3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar ; 

In sacred peace our souls abide, 
While every nation, every shore, 

Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 



HAMBURG. L. M. 



There is a stream whose gentle flow 

Supplies the city of our God ; 
Life, love, and joy still gliding through, 

And watering our divine abode 
That sacred stream, Thine holy word, 

Our grief allays, our fear controls ; 
Sweet peace Thy promises afford, [souls. 

And give new strength to fainting 
Zion enjoys her Monarch's love, 

Secure against a threatening hour; 
Nor can her firm foundations move, 
Built on His truth, and armed with pow'r. 
Isaac Watts, 1719. 

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Tumultuous passions, all be still! 
Nor let a murmuring thought arise ; 
His ways are just, His counsels wise. 

He in the thickest darkness dwells, 
Performs His work, the cause conceals ; 
But, though His methods are unknown, 
Judgment and truth support His throne. 



My soul, wait thou only upon God.'''' Ps. lxii: 5. 

In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas, 
He executes His firm decrees ; 
And by His saints it stands confest, 
That what He does is ever best. 



4 Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait, 
Prostrate before His awful seat; 
And, 'midst the terrors of His rod, 
Trust in a wise and gracious God. 

Benjamin Beddome, 181& 



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The earth is full of the goodness of the Lord." Ps. xxxiii: 5. 



i My God,I thank Thee, who hast made 

The earth so bright: 
So full of splendor and of joy, 

Beauty and light ; 
So many glorious things are here, 

Noble and right. 



4 For Thou, who knowest, Lord, how soon 

Our weak heart clings. 
Hast given us joys, tender and true, 

Yet all with wings ; 
So that we see, gleaming on high, 

Diviner things. 



2 I thank Thee too that Thou hast made 
Joy to abound ; 
So many gentle thoughts and deeds 

Circling us round, 
That in the darkest spot of earth 
Some love is found. 



5 I thank Thee, Lord, that Thou hast kept 

The best in store ; 
We have enough, yet not too much 

To long for more : 
A yearning for a deeper peace, 

Not known before. 



3 I thank Thee more that all our joy 
Is touched with pain ; 
That shadows fall on brightest hours ; 

That thorns remain ; 
So that earth's bliss may be our guide, 
And not our chain. 



6 I thank Thee, Lord, that here our souls 
Though amply blest, 
Can never find although they seek, 

A perfect rest. — 
Nor never shall, until they lean 
On Jesus' breast. 

Adlaide A. Proctor. 1864. 



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Is laid for your faith in His excellent word ! 

What more can He say than to you He hath said, 

Who unto the Saviour for refuge have fled ? 

"Fear not, I am with thee; oh, be not dismayed ! 

I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; 

I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, 

Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 

11 When through the deep waters I call thee to go, 

The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow ; 

For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, 

And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 

" When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, 

My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply; 

The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design 

Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 

" E'en down to old age, all my people shall prove 

My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; 

And then, when gray hairs shall their temples adorn, 

Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 

" The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose 

I will not, I will not desert to his foes; 

That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, 

I'll never, no never, no never forsake." 

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And speak some boundless thing: 
The mighty works, or mightier name, 
Of our eternal King. 

2 Tell of His wondrous faithfulness, 
And sound His power abroad: 
Sing the sweet promise of His grace, 
And the performing God. 

LYONS. lOs. 1 Is. 



As that which built the skies 
The voice that rolls the stars along 
Speaks all the promises. 

4 Oh, might I hear Thy heavenly tongue 
But whisper " Thou art mine !" 
Those gentle words would raise my song 
To notes almost divine. 

Isaac Watts, 1709. 
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1 Oh, worship the King, all-glorious above, 
And gratefully sing His wonderful love : 
Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of 

days. [praise. 

Pavilion'd in splendor, and girded with 

2 Oh, tell of His might, and sing of His 

grace. [space: 

Whose robe is the light, whose canopy 
His chariots of wrath the deep thunder- 
clouds form, 
And dark is His path on the wings of the 
storm. 



"Sing praises to our King." xlvii: 6. 

3 Thy bountiful care what tongue can 

recite ? 
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, 
It streams from the hills, it descends to 

the plain, 
And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. 



4 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, 
In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail ; 
Thy mercies how tender ! how firm to the 
end ! [Friend. 

Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and 

Robert Grant. 



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1 O thou my soul bless God the Lord, 

And all that in me is, 
Be lifted up, His holy name 
To magnify and bless. 

2 Bless, O my soul the Lord thy God, 

And not forgetful be 
Of all His gracious benefits, 
He hath bestowed on thee. 

3 All thy iniquities who doth 

Most graciously forgive, 
Who thy diseases all and pains 
Doth heal and thee relieve. 

4 The Lord Jehovah gracious is, 

And He is merciful, 
Long-suffering and slow to wrath, 
In kindness plentiful. 

5 He will not chide continually, 

Nor keep His anger still ; 
With us He dealt not as we sinned, 
Nor did requite our ill. 



6 For as the heaven in its height 

The earth surmounteth far; 
So great to those that do him fear 
His tender mercies are. 

7 As far as east is distant from 

The west, so far hath He 
From us removed, in tender love, 
All our iniquity. 

8 O ye His angels, that excel 

In strength, bless ye the Lord; 
Ye who obey what He commands, 
And hearken to His word. 

9 O bless and magnify the Lord, 

Ye glorious hosts of His ; 
Ye ministers that do fulfil 
Whate'er His pleasure is. 

10 O bless the Lord, all ye His works, 
Wherewith the world is stored, 
In His dominions everywhere, 
My soul bless thou the Lord. 

Scotch Version. 



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1 O God, cur help in ages past, 

Our hope for years to come ; 
Our shelter from the stormy blast, 
And our eternal home : 

2 Beneath the shadow of Thy throne 

Thy saints have dwelt secure ; 
Sufficient is Thine arm alone, 
And our defence is sure. 

3 Before the hills in order stood, 

Or earth received her frame, 

From everlasting Thou art God, 

To endless years the same. 



A thousand ages, in Thy sight, 

Are like an evening gone ; 
Short as the watch that ends the night, 

Before the rising sun. 
Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 

Bears all its sons away ; 
They fly, forgotten, as a dream 

Dies at the opening day. 
O God, our help in ages past, 

Our hope for years to come, 
Be Thou our guard while troubles last, 

And our eternal home. 

Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 



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Come, sound His praise abroad, 

And hymns of glorv sing ! 
Jehovah is the sovereign God, 

The universal King. 
He formed the depths unknown : 

He gave the seas their bound ; 
The watery worlds are all His own, 

And all 'the solid ground. 



Come, worship at His throne. 

Come, bow before the Lord ; 
We are His work, and not our own : 

He formed us by His wordj 
To-day attend His voice, 

Nor dare provoke his rod : 
Come, like the people of His choice, 

And own your gracious God. 

Issac Watts, 17 19. 



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Which, when He made the world, Jeho- 
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When, like His own, He bade our labors 

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To learn His will, and all we learn obey ; 

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So shall He hear when fervently we raise 
Our choral harmony in hymns of praise. 

3 Father in heaven ! in whom our hopes 

confide, 
Whose power defends us, and whose 

precepts guide ; 
In life our Guardian, and in death our 

Friend; [end. 

Glory supreme be Thine, till time shall 

Williatn Mason, 1811. 
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On this day, the first of days, 
God the Father's name we praise ; 
Who, creation's Fount and Spring, 
Did the world from darkness bring 

On this day th' Eternal Son 
Over death His triumph won ; 
On this day the Spirit came 
With His gifts of living flame. 

Father* who didst fashion me 
Image of Thyself to be, 
Fill me with Thy love divine, 
Let my every thought be Thine. 



On the first day of the week. 
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Holy Jesus, may I be 
Dead and buried here with Thee ; 
And, by love inflamed, arise 
Unto Thee a sacrifice. 

Thou who dost all gifts impart, 
Shine, sweet Spirit, in my heart ; 
Best of gifts, Thyself, bestow ; 
Make me burn Thy love to know. 
God, the blessed Three in One, 
Dwell within my heart alone ; 
Thou dost give Thyself to me, 
May I give myself to Thee. 

From the Latin by Sir H. W Baker, i860. 



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O day of rest and gladness, 

O day of joy and light, 
O balm of care and sadness, 

Most beautiful, most bright ! 
On Thee the high and lowly, 

Before th'eternal throne, 
Sing Holy, Holy, Holy, 

.To the great Three in One ! 
On Thee, at the creation, 

The light first had its birth : 
On thee, for our salvation, 

Christ rose from depths of earth 
On Thee our Lord victorious 

The Spirit sent from heaven ; 
And thus on Thee most glorious 

A triple light was given. 

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To-day on weary nations 

The heavenly manna falls ; 
To holy convocations 

The silver trumpet calls, 
Where gospel-light is glowing 

With pure and radiant beams, 
And living water flowing 

With soul-refreshing streams. 
New graces ever gaining 

For this our day of rest, 
We reach the Rest remaining 

To spirits of the blest. 
To Holy Ghost be praises, 

To Father and to Son; 
The church her voice upraises 

To Thee, blest Three in One. 

Christopher Wordsworth, 1865. 

S. P. TUCKEKMAN. 




The Lord thy Godgiveth thee rest, 

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1 When the worn spirit wants repose. 

And sighs her God to seek, 
How sweet to hail the evening's close 
That ends the weary week ! 

2 How sweet to hail the early dawn, 

That opens on the sight, 
When first that soul-reviving morn 
Sheds forth new rays of light ! 



Sweet day, thine hours too soon will cease; 

Yet, while they gently roll, 
Breathe, heavenly Spirit, source of peace, 

A Sabbath o'er my soul. 
When will my pilgrimage be done ; 

The world's long week be o'er ; 
That Sabbath dawn which needs no sun; 

A day which fades no more ? 

James Edmcston, 1820. 



MORNING WORSHIP. 



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The brightness of His glory." Heb. i: 3. 



O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace, 
Thou brightness of Thy Father's face, 
Thou fountain of eternal light, [ night ! 
Whose beams disperse the shades of 

Come, holy Sun of heavenly love, 
Shower down Thy radiance from above, 
And to our inward hearts convey 
The Holy Spirit's cloudless ray ! 

And we the Father's help will claim, 
And sing the Father's glorious name ; 



MORNINGTON 



His powerful succor we implore, 
That we may stand, to fall no more. 

Oh, hallowed be the approaching day ! 
Let meekness be our morning ray, 
And faithful love our noonday Hght, 
And hope our sunset, calm and bright ! 

O Christ i with each returning morn 
Thine image to our hearts is borne , 
Oh, may we ever clearly see 
Our Saviour and our God in Thee ! 

Ambrose, 307-397/ trans, by John Chandler, 1837. 

MORNINGTON. 




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Come let us kneel and pray ; 

Prayer is the Christian pilgrim's staff, 
To walk with God all day. 

At noon beneath the Rock 

Of Ages rest and pray ; 
Sweet is the shadow from the heat, 
. When the sun smites by day. 



At eve shut to the door, 

Round the home-altar pray, 
And finding there the house of God. 

At heaven's gate close the day. 

When midnight seals our eyes, 

Lei: each in spirit say, 
1 sleep, but my heart waketh, Lord, 

With Thee to watch and pray. 

James Montgomery , 1812. 



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We thank Thee for Thy gift of light : 
As in the dawn the shadows fly, 

We seem to find Thee now more nigh. 

2 Fresh hopes have wakened in our hearts, 
Fresh force to do our daily parts ; 

Thy thousand sleeps our strength restore 
A thousand-fold to serve Thee more. 



Yet, whilst Thy will we would pursue, 
Oft what we would we cannot do ; 
The sun may stand in zenith skies, 
But on the soul thick midnight lies. *■ 

O Lord of lights, 'tis Thou alone 
Canst make our darken'd hearts thine own; 
Tho' this new day with joy we see, 
O Dawn of God, we cry for Thee ! 

Francis Ttirn'er Palgrave, 1862. 



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1. Awake,my soul, and with the sun Thy dailystage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. 









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1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 
Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise 
To pay thy morning sacrifice. 

2 Wake and lift up thyself, my heart, 
And with the angels bear thy part, 
Who, all night long, unwearied sing 
High praise to the eternal King. 

3 All praise to Thee who safe hast kept 
And hast refreshed me whilst I slept ! 



" Awake thou that steepest.''' Eph. v: 14. 



Grant, Lord,\vhen I from death shall wake 
I may of endless life partake ! 

4 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew; 
Disperse my sins as morning dew; 
Guard my first springs of thought and will, 
And with Thyself my spirit fill. 

5 Direct, control, suggest, this day, 
All I design, or do, or say : 

That all my powers, with all their might, 
In Thy sole glory may unite. 

Bishop Thomas Ken, 1700. 



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Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise 
To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes ! 

2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 
• My wearied eyelids gently steep, 

Be' my last thought, how sweet to rest 
Forever on my Saviour's breast ! 

3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
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If some poor wandering child of Thine 

Have spurned to-day the voice divine, 

Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; 

Let him no more lie down in sin. 

Come near and bless us when we wake, 

Ere through the world our way we take : 

Till in the ocean of Thy love 

We lose ourselves in heaven above. 

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Her evening sacrifice. 
As Christ upon the cross 

His head inclined, 
And to His Father's hands 

His parting soul resigned ; 
So now herself my soul 

Would wholly give 
Into His sacred charge, 

In whom all spirits live ; 



4 So now, beneath His eye, 

Would calmly rest, 
Without a wish or thought 
Abiding in the breast; 

5 Save that His will be done, 

Whate'er betide ; 
Dead to herself, and dead 
In Him to all beside. 

6 Thus would I live ; yet now 

Not I, but He, 
In all His power and love, 
Henceforth alive in me. 

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Though destruction walk around us, 
Though the arrow near us fly, 

Angel guards from Thee surround us ; 
We are safe if Thou art nigh. 



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3 Though the night be dark and dreary, 

Darkness cannot hide from Thee ; 
Thou art He who, never weary, 
Watcheth where Thy people be. 

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, 

And our couch become our tomb, 
May the morn in heaven awake us, 
Clad in light and deathless bloom. 

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1 Now the day is over, 

Night is drawing nigh, 
Shadows of the evening 
Steal across the sky. 

2 Jesus give the weary 

Calm and sweet repose ; 
With Thy tenderest blessing 
May our eyelids close. 

3 Grant to little children 

Visions bright of Thee ; 



Luke xxiv: 29. 

Guard the sailor tossing 
On the deep blue sea. 

4 Through the long night-watches. 

May Thine angels spread 

Their white wings above me, 

Watching round my bed. 

5 When the morning wakens, 

Then may I arise, 
Pure and fresh and sinless 



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At even, ere the sun was set, 

The sick, O Lord, around Thee lay ; 

Oh, in what divers pains they met ! 
Oh, with what joy they went away ! 

Once more 'tis eventide, and we, 

Oppressed with various ills, draw near; 

What if Thy form we cannot see ? 
We know and feel that Thou art here. 

O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel ; 

For some are sick and some are sad ; 
And some have never loved Thee well ; 

And some have lost the love they had. 



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And none, O Lord, have perfect rest, 
For none are wholly free from sin ; 

And they who fain would serve Thee best, 
Are conscious most of wrong within. 

5 O Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man ; 

Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried; 
Thy kind but searching glance can scan 
The very wounds that shame would hide. 

6 Thy touch has still its ancient power ; 

No word from Thee can fruitless fall ; 
Hear in this solemn evening hour, 

And in Thy mercy heal us all. Amen. 
Rev Henry Twells. 



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1 Ere I sleep for every favor 

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I will bless my Saviour. 

2 O my God, what shall I render 

To Thy name, still the same 
Gracious good and tender ! 

3 Thou hast ordered all my goings 

In Thy way, heard me pray 
Sanctified my doings. 



4 Leave me not, but ever love me ; 

Let Thy peace, be my bliss, 
Till Thou hence remove me. 

5 Visit me with Thy salvation : 

Let Thy care now be near, 
Round my habitation. 

6 Thou my rock, my guard, my tower, 

Safely keep, while I sleep 
Me with all Thy power. 

John Cennick, 1741 



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The night is closing o'er us, 
And shadows stalk abroad ; 

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Give we ourselves to God. 

And Thou, O sun of angels, 
Watch o'er us from above ; 

We fear no midnight terrors, 
Protected by Thy love. 

True Light, shine forth, let darkness 
Far from our souls be thrust ; 

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Who Thee, the Saviour, trust. 

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Untroubled, undismayed. 

To Thee be praise, Lord Jesus, 

Sun of the angel-host, 
With God, the eternal Father, 

And God the Holy Ghost. 

W. J. Blew, 1867. 

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Around the throne on high, 
Where night can never be, 

The white-robed harpers of the sky 
Bring ceaseless hymns to Thee. 

Too faint our anthems here ; 

Too soon of praise we tire ; 
But oh, the strains how full and clear 

Of that eternal choir ! 



Yet Lord, to Thy dear will 

If Thou attune my heart, 
We in Thine angels' music still 

May bear our lower part. 

'Tis Thine each soul to calm, 
Each wayward thought reclaim, 

And make our life a daily psalm 
Of glory to Thy name. 

A little while, and then 

Shall come the glorious end ; 

And songs of angels and of men 
In perfect praise shall blend. 

Rev. John Ellerton, 1867. 



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1 Abide with me ! Fast falls the eventide ; 
The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ! 
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, 
Help of the helpless, oh abide with me! 

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; 
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away; 
Change and decay in all around I see ; 

Thou who changest not, abide with me ! 

3 Come not in terrors, as the King of kings, 
But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings ; 
Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea: 
Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me ! 

4 I need Thy presence every passing hour : 

What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? 
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? 
Through cloud and sunshine, oh abide with me ! 

5 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless 
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness ; 
Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? 

1 triumph still, if Thou abide with me ! 

6 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes ; 
Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies; 
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee ! 
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me ! 

Henry F. Lyte, 1847 



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Can live and look on Thee ! 

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May bear the burning bliss ; 
But that is surely theirs alone, 
Since they have never, never known 

A fallen world like this. 

3 Oh, how shall I, whose native sphere 

Is dark, whose mind is dim, 
Before the Ineffable appear, 

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And on my naked spirit bear 
That uncreated beam? 

4 There is a way for man to rise 

To that sublime abode ; 
An Offering and a Sacrifice, 
A Holy Spirit's energies. 

An Advocate with God. 

5 These, these, prepare us for the light 

Of majesty above : 
The sons of ignorance and night 
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2 The deepest reverence of the mind 

Pay, O my soul ! to God ; 
Lift with thy hands a holy heart 
To His sublime abode. 



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Whom words nor thoughts can reach ; 
A broken heart shall please Him more 
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4 Thou holy God! preserve our souls 
From all pollution free ; 
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And they Thy face shall see. 

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Thy goodness in full glory shines ; 
Thy truth shall break through every 
cloud 
That veils and darkens Thy designs. 

2 Forever firm Thy justice stands, 

As mountains their foundations keep; 
Wise are the wonders of Thy hands ; 
Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 



3 My God, how excellent Thy grace, 

Whence all our hope and comfort 
springs. 
The sons of Adam in distress 
Fly to the shadow of Thy wings. 

4 Life, like a fountain rich and free, 

Springs from the presence of my Lord, 
And in Thy light our souls shall see 
The glories promised in Thy word. 

Isaac Watts, 1719. 



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O God of life, Whose power benign 
Doth o'er the world in mercy shine, 
Accept our praise, for we are Thine. 
O Father, Uncreated Lord, 
Be Thou in every land adored, 
Be Thou by all with faith implored. 



3 O Son of God, for sinners slain, 

We bless Thee, Lord, Whose dying pain 
For us did endless life regain. 

4 O Holy Ghost, Whose guardian care 
Doth us for heavenly joys prepare, 
May we in Thy communion share. 



5 O Holy Blessed Trinity, 

With faith we sinners bow to Thee ; 
In us, O God, exalted be. Amen. 



A. T. Russell, 1870. 



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Dwelling in light and love, 

Ancient of days, 
Light unapproachable, 
Love inexpressible, 
Thee, the Invisible, 

Laud we and praise. 
Christ the eternal Word, 
Christ the incarnate Lord, 

Saviour of all, 
High throned above all height, 
God of God, Light of Light. 
Increate, infinite, 

On Thee we call. 



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O God, the Holy Ghost, 
Whose fires of Pentecost 

Burn evermore, 
In this far wilderness 
Leave us not comfortless : 
Thee we love, thee we bless, 

Thee we adore. 
Strike your harps, heavenly powers ; 
With your glad chant shall ours 

Trembling ascend : 
All praise, O God, to Thee, 
Three in One, One in Three, 
Praise everlastingly, 

World without end. Amen. 

E. H. Bicker steth, 1877. 
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Three in One, and One in Three, 
Ruler of the earth and sea, 
Hear us, while we lift to Thee 

Holy chant and psalm. 
Light of lights, with morning, shine 
Lift on us Thy light divine ; 
And let charity benign 

Breathe on us her balm. 



Light of lights, when falls the even, 
Let it close on sin forgiven ; 
Fold us in the peace of heaven, 

Shed a holy calm. 
Three in One, and One in Three, 
Dimly here we worship Thee ; 
With the saints hereafter we 

Hope to bear the palm. 

Gilbert R orison, 1850. 



CHRIST, 
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1 O come, all ye faithful, triumphantly sing! 
Come, see in the manger the angels' dread 

King! 
To Bethlehem hasten, with joyful accord ; 
O hasten ! O hasten ! to worship the Lord. 

2 True Son of the Father, He comes from 

the skies ; [despise; 

The womb of the Virgin He doth not 
To Bethlehem hasten, with joyful accord : 
O hasten ! O hasten ! to worship the Lord. 

HUMMEL, C. M. 



3 O hark to the angels, all singing in heaven, 
"To God in the highest, all glory be given!" 
To Bethlehem hasten, with joyful accord, 
O hasten ! O hasten ! to worship the Lord. 

4 To Thee, then, O Jesus, this day of Thy 

birth, 
Be glory and honor through heaven and 

earth ; [Word ! 

True Godhead Incarnate, Omnipotent 
O hasten ! O hasten ! to worship the Lord. 

Tr. by Edward Caswall, 1848. 
C. Zeuner. 



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We have seen His star in the east." Matt. 



Bright was the guiding star that led, 

With mild, benignant ray, 
The Gentiles to the lowly shed 

Where the Redeemer lay. 

2 But lo! a brighter, clearer light 
Now points to His abode ; 
It shines through sin and sorrow's night, 
To guide us to our God, 



3 Oh, haste to follow where it leads ; 

The gracious call obey, 
Be rugged wilds, or flowery meads, 
The Christian's destined way. 

4 Oh, gladly tread the narrow path, 

While light and grace are given ; 
Who meekly follow Christ on earth 
Shall reign with Him in heaven. 

Harriet Auber, i8aQ- 



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1 Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, 

The Saviour promised long ; 
Let every heart prepare a throne, 
And every voice a song. 

2 He comes the prisoners to release, 

In Satan's bondage held: 
The gates of brass before Him burst, 
The iron fetters yield. 



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3 He comes the broken heart to bind; 

The bleeding soul to cure ; 
And, with the treasures of His grace, 
To enrich the humble poor. 

4 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 

Thy welcome shall proclaim, 
And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With Thybelov d name. 

Philip Doddridge, 1735. 



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1. Bless-ed night, when Bethlehem's plain Echoed with the joyful strain, "Peace has come to earth again." Hal-le-lii - jah ! A-men. 




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I Blessed night, when Bethlehem's plain 
Echoed with the joyful strain, 
" Peace has come to earth again.'" 
Hallelujah ! 



2 Blessed hills, that heard the son< 
Of the glorious angel throng 
Swelling all your slopes along ; 

Hallelujah ! 

3 Happy shepherds, on whose ear, 
Fell the tidings glad and clear, 

" God to man is drawing near." 
Hallelujah ! 



4 Thus revealed to shepherd's eyes 
Hidden from the great and wise, 
Entering earth in holy guise — 
Hallelujah ! 



5 We adore Thee as our King, 
And to Thee our song we sing ; 
Our best offering to Thee bring, 

Hallelujah ! 

6 Mighty King of Righteousness, 
King of Glory, King of Peace, 
Never shall Thy kingdom cease ! 

Hallelujah ! 

Horatius Bonar. 



GOULD. C. M 



CHRIST,— HIS ADVENT. 



John Edgar Gould. 




There was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host." Luke ii: 



1 Calm on the listening ear of night, 

Come heaven's melodious strains, 
Where wild Judaea stretches far 
Her silver-mantled plains. 

2 Celestial choirs, from courts above! 

Shed sacred glories there ; 
And angels, with their sparkling lyres, 
Make music on the air. 

3 The answering hills of Palestine 

Send back the glad reply ; 

MARLOW. C. M. 



And greet, from all their holy heights, 
The day-spring from on high ; 

" Glory to God," the sounding skies 
Loud with their anthems ring ; 

" Peace to the earth, good-will to men, 
From heaven's Eternal King." 

Light on thy hills, Jerusalem ! 

The Saviour now is born ; 
And bright, on Bethlehem's joyous plains, 
Breaks the first Christmas morn. 

E. H. Sears, 1835. 
Arr. by L. Mason. 

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The angel, of the Lord came down, 
And glory shone around. 

2 " Fear not," said He; (for mighty dread 

Had seized their troubled mind;) 
" Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
To you and all mankind. 

3 " To you, in David's town, this day 

Is born of David's line 
The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; 
And this shall be the sign. 



which is Christ the Lord." Luke ii: 11. 

4 " The heavenly Babe you there shall find 

To human view display'd, 
All meanly wrapp'd in swathing bands, 
And in a manger laid." 

5 Thus spake the seraph : and forthwith 

Appear'd a shining throng 
Of angels, praising God, and thus 
Address'd their joyful song. 

6 " All glorv be to God on high, 

And to the earth be peace ; 
Good will henceforth from heaven to men 
Begin, and never cease." 

Nahum Tate. 1703 



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1 Joy fills our inmost heart to-day : 

The royal Child is born : 
And angel hosts in glad array 
His Advent keep this morn. 
Cho. Rejoice, rejoice! The incarnate Word 
Has come on earth to dwell ; 
Nosweetersound than thisis heard — 
Emmanuel. 

2 Low at the cradle throne we bend, 

We wonder and adore ; 



And feel no bliss can ours transcend. 
No joy was sweet before. Cho. 

3 For us the world must lose its charms 

Before the manger shrine, 
When, folded in thy mother's arms 
We see Thee, Babe divine. Cho. 

4 Thou Light of uncreated Light, 

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That we may keep Thy birthday bright^ 
With service undefiled. Cho. 

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Glory to the new-born King ! 
Peace on earth, and mercy mild, 
God and sinners reconciled ! 
Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 
Join the triumph of the skies ; 
Universal nature say, 

Christ the Lord is born to-day ! 

2 Christ, by highest heaven adored ; 
Christ, the everlasting Lord; 
Late in time behold Him come, 
Offspring of a virgin's womb : 
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see ; 
Hail, the Incarnate Deity, 
Pleased as man with men to appear, 
Jesus, our Immanuel here ! 

3 Hail ! the heavenly Prince of peace! 
Hail! the Sun of righteousness! 
Light and life to all He brings, 
Risen with healing in His wings. 



Mild He lays His glory by, 
Born that man no more may die, 
Born to raise the sons of earth, 
Born to give them second birth. 

4 Come, desire of nations, come, 
Fix in us Thy humble home ! 
Rise, the woman's conquering seed, 
Bruise in us the serpent's head! 
Now display Thy saving power, 
Ruined nature now restore, 
Now in mystic union join 

\ Thine to ours and ours to Thine ! 

5 Adam's likeness, Lord, efface ; 
Stamp Thy image in its place ; 
Second Adam from above, 
Reinstate us in Thy love ! 
Let us Thee, though lost, regain, 
Thee, the Life, the heavenly Man : 
Oh, to all Thyself impart, 
Formed in each believing heart! 

Charles Wesley, 1739; altered by Martin Madan, 1760. 



CHRIST— HIS LIFE AND MINISTRY. 
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How beauteous were the marks divine, 
That in Thy meekness used to shine, 
That lit Thy lonely pathway, trod 
In wondrous love, O Son of God. 

O who like Thee, so mild, so bright, 
Thou Son of Man, Thou Light of Light, 
O who like Thee did ever go 
So patient, through a world of woe ? 

O who like Thee, so humbly bore 
The scorn, the scoffs of men, before ? 




So meek, so lowly, yet so high, 
So glorious in humility ? 

And death, that sets the prisoner free, 
Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to Thee; 
Yet love through all Thy torture glowed, 
And mercy with Thy life-blood flowed. 

O wondrous Lord, my soul would be 
Still more and more conformed to Thee, 
And learn of Thee, the lowly One, 
And like Thee, all my journey run. 

Arthur Cleveland Coxe, 1838. 

L. Mason. 



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Our mortal form for mortals' sake. 



He sent no angel, to our race, 

Of higher or of lower place, 

But wore the robe of human frame 

Himself, and to this lost world came. 



Eph. iii: 19. 

3 For us He prayed, for us He taught, 
• For us His daily works He wrought, 

He bore the shameful cross and death; 
For us at length gave up His breath. 

4 For us He rose from death again, 
For us He went on high to reign, 
For us He sent the Spirit here 

To guide, to strengthen and to cheer. 

Tr.John Mason Neale, 1851. 



CHRIST,— HIS LIFE A ND MINISTRY. 



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of Thee,Thy man- ger, cross, and throne, 




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"Consider the Apostle and High Priest of our confession. 

For me achieve Thy wondrous plan, 



1 Jesus, when I think of Thee, 

Thy manger, cross, and throne, 

My spirit trusts exultingly 

In Thee, and Thee alone. 

2 I see Thee in Thy weakness first ; 

Then, glorious from Thy shame, 
I see Thee death's strong fetters burst, 
And reach heaven's mightiest name. 

3 For me Thou didst become a man, 

For me didst weep and die ; 



For me ascend on high. 
O let me share Thy holy birth, 

Thy faith, Thy death to sin ! 
And, strong amidst the toils of earth, 

My heavenly life begin. 
Then shall I know what means the strain 

Triumphant of Saint Paul : 
" To live is Christ, to die is gain ;" 

" Christ is my all in all." 

George IV. Bethune, 1847. 



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What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone 

Around Thy steps below : 
What patient love was seen in all 

Thy life and death of woe. 
Forever on Thy burdened heart 

A weight of sorrow hung ; 
Yet no ungentle, murmuring word 

Escaped Thy silent tongue*. 
Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, 

Thy friends unfaithful prove ; 



Unwearied in forgiveness still, 

Thy heart could only love. 
O give us hearts to love like Thee, 

Like Thee, O Lord, to grieve, 
Far more for others' sins, than all 

The wrongs that we receive. 
One with Thyself, may every eye 

In us, Thy brethren, see 
That gentleness and grace that spring 

From union, Lord with Thee. 

Sir Edward Denny, 1839. 



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i Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry ! 
Thine humble beast pursues his' road, 
With palms and scattered garments 
strewed. 

2 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
In lowly pomp ride on to die ! 

O Christ! Thy triumphs now begin 
O'er captive death and conquered sin. 

3 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
The winged squadrons of the sky 



Look down with sad and wondering eyes 
To see the approaching sacrifice. 

4 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh ; 
The Father on his sapphire throne 
Expects His own anointed Son. 

5 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
In lowly pomp ride on to die ! 

Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain ! 
Then take, O God, Thy power and reign! 
Henry Hart Milman, 1827. 



ASHWELL 



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Lowell Mason. 




i. 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow The star is dim'd that lately shone; 'Tis midnight; in the garden now The suff'ring Saviour prays alone. 




" And they came to a filace which was named Gethsemane. ' Mark xiv: 32 



i 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow 

The star is dimmed that lately shone ; 
' T is midnight ; in the garden now 
The suffering Saviour prays alone. 

2 ' Tis midnight ; and from all removed, 
Immanuel wrestles lone with fears ; 
E'en that disciple whom he loved 

Heeds not his Master's grief and tears. 



3 'Tis midnight; and, for others' guilt, 

The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood ; 
Yet he, who hath in anguish knelt, 
Is not forsaken by his God. 

4 'Tis midnight; and from ether plains 

Is borne the song that angels know : 
Unheard by mortals are the strains 
That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. 
William B. Tafipan, 1819. 



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1 Go to dark Gethsemane, 

Ye that feel the tempter's power; 
Your Redeemer's conflict see : 

Watch with Him one bitter hour: 
Turn not from His griefs away; 
Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 

2 Follow to the judgment-hall; 

View the Lord of life arraigned. 
Oh the wormwood and the gall ! 

Oh the pangs His soul sustained ! 
Shun not suffering, shame, or loss : 
Learn of Him to bear the cross. 

3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb ; 

There, adoring at His feet, 
Mark that miracle of time, 

God's own sacrifice complete. 
" It is finished ! " hear Him cry ; 

Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 

4 Early hasten to the tomb, 

Where they laid His breathless clay; 
All is solitude and gloom : 

Who hath taken Him away? 
Christ is risen, He seeks the skies ; 
Saviour, teach us so to rise. 

James Montgomery, 1822. 



MANOAH. C. M. 



CHRIST CRUCIFIED. 



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n they were come unto a place called Golgotha.' , 'S'i.z.ti. xxvii 



1 To Calv'ry, Lord, in spirit now 

Our weary souls repair, 
To dwell upon Thy dying love, 
And taste its sweetness there. 

2 Sweet resting-place of every heart 

That feels the plague of sin, 
Yet knows that deep mysterious joy, 
The peace of God within. 

3 Dear suffering Lamb ! Thy bleeding 

With cords of love divine, [wounds, 
Have drawn our willing hearts to Thee, 
A.nd linked our life with Thine. 



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4 Thy sympathies and hopes are ours ; 

Dear Lord, we wait to see 
Creation, all, — below, above, — 
Redeemed and blest by Thee. 

5 Our longing eyes would fain behold 

That bright and blessed brow, 
Once wrung with bitt'rest anguish, wear 
Its crown of glory now. 

6 Why linger, then? Come, Saviour, come. 

Responsive to our call ! [ re 'g n 

Come, claim Thine ancient power and 
The heir and Lord of all. 

Sir Edward Denny, 1839. 
T. A. Arne. 

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I Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed, 
And did my Sovereign die ? 
Would He devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I ? 

Was it for crimes that I had done 
He groaned upon the tree ? 

Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
And love beyond degree ! 

Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
And shut his glories in, 



to God by Thy blood 



When God, the mighty Maker, died 
For man, the creature's sin. 

Thus might I hide my blushing face 
While His dear cross appears, 

Dissolve my*heart in thankfulness, 
And melt mine eyes to tears ! 

But drops of grief can ne'er repay 

The debt of love I owe ; 
Here, Lord, I give myself away, 

' T is all that I can do. 

Isaac Watts, 1709. 



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I am crucified with Christ.''' 1 Gal. ii 

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sacred Head, once wounded, 

With grief and shame bow'd down, 
Now scornfully surrounded 

With thorns, Thine only crown. 
O sacred Head, what glory, 

What bliss till now was Thine ! 
Yes, though despised and gory, 

I joy to call Thee mine. 

What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered, 

Was all for sinners' gain ; 
Mine, mine was the transgression, 

But Thine the deadly pain : 
Lo, here I fall, my Saviour ! 

' T is I deserve Thy place ; 
Look on me with Thy favor, 

Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. 

Bernardo/ Clairvaux 



What language shall I borrow 

To thank Thee, dearest Friend, 
For this Thy dying sorrow. 

Thy pity without end ? 
O make me Thine for ever ; 

And should I fainting be, 
Lord, let me never, never 

Outlive my love for Thee. 

\ Be near me when I'm dying, 

O show Thy cross to me ; 
And to my succour flying 

Come, Lord, and set me free. 
These eyes, new faith receiving, 

From Jesus shall not move ; 
For he, who dies believing, 

Dies safely through Thy love. 

1 153: tr. by Gerhardt, 1656; /. W. Alexander, 



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O come and mourn with me awhile, 

O come ye to the Saviour's side ; 
Behold how patiently He hangs ; 

Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 
Seven times he spake, seven words of love 

And all three hours his silence cried 
For mercy on the souls of men ; 

Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 
O break, O break, hard heart of mine ! 

Thy weak self-love and guilty pride 

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Luke xxiii: 

Betrayed, condemned, and scourged thy 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. [Lord; 

4 A broken heart, a fount of tears, 

Ask, and thou wilt not be denied : 
A broken heart love's cradle is; 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

5 O love of God, O sin of man, 

In this dread act your strength is tried; 
And victory remains with love; 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

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See the destined day arise, 
See a willing sacrifice : 
Jesus, to redeem our loss, 
Hangs upon the shameful cross. 
Jesu, who but Thou had borne 
Lifted on that tree of scorn, 
Every pang and bitter throe, 
Finishing Thy life of woe ? 
Who but Thou had dared to drain, 
Steeped in gall, the cup o± pain; 



sacrificed for us." 1 Cor. v: 7. 

And with tender body bear 

Thorns, and nails, and piercing spear? 

4 Thence the cleansing water flowed, 
Mingled from thy side with blood; 
Sign to all attesting eyes 
Of the finished sacrifice. 

5 Holy Jesu, grant us grace 
In that sacrifice to place 
All our trust for life renew'd, 
Pardon'd sin, and promised good. 

Bishop Richard Mant, 184$. 



FLETCHER 



CHRIST CRUCIFIED. 



Arnold. 




'•''And sitting down they watched him there.'''' Matt, xxvii 



1 O Jesus ! sweet the tears I shed, 

While at Thy cross I kneel, 
Gaze on Thy wounded, fainting head, 
And all Thy sorrows feel. 

2 My heart dissolves to see Thee bleed, 

This heart so hard before ; 
I hear Thee for the guilty plead, 
And grief o'erflows the more. 

3 'T was for the sinful Thou didst die, 

And I a sinner stand : 
What love speaks from Thy dying eye 
And from each pierced hand ! 

C. M. 



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I know this cleansing blood of Thine 

Was shed, dear Lord, for me; 
For me, for all — oh, grace divine ! — 

Who look by faith on Thee. 
O Christ of God! O spotless Lamb ! 

By love my soul is drawn ; 
Henceforth forever Thine I am; 

Here life and peace are born. 
In patient hope the cross I '11 bear, 

Thine arm shall be my stay ; 
And Thou, enthroned, my soul shalt spare 

On Thy great judgment day. 

Ray Palmer, 1867. 

Wm. Horsley. 

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This day the wondrous Mystery 

Is set before our eyes, 
Of Jesus stretched upon the Cross 

In dying agonies. 
O Deed of Love ! the Prince becomes 

A victim for the slave ; 
The sinner an acquittal finds, 

The innocent a grave. 
O blessed Jesus, valiant chief, 

We hail the triumph won 



John xix : 5. 

O'er sin, the world, and hell, and death, 

By Thee, the Incarnate Son ! 
Be Thine the banner under which 

From this time forth we fight, 
Against the depth of Satan's guile, 

And all the powers of night. 
So, dead to our old life, may we 

A better life begin; 
And thro' Thy Cross, O Christ, at length 

A heavenly' crown attain. Amen. 

Edward CaswalL 1S76. 



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When I survey the wondrous cross 
On which the Prince of glory died, 

My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast 
Save in the death of Christ my God : 

All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to His blood. 

See, from His head, His hands, His feet, 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! 



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Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 

His dying crimson, like a robe, 
Spreads o'er His body on the tree ; 

Then I am dead to all the globe, 
And all the globe is dead to me. 

Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
That were a present far too small : 

Love so amazing, so divine, 

Demands my soul, my life, my all ! 

Isaac Watts, 1709. 
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Which before the cross I spend, 

Life, and health, and peace possessing, 
From the sinner's dying Friend. 

Here I '11 rest forever viewing 

Mercy's streams in streams of blood : 

Precious drops, my soul bedewing, 
Plead, and claim my peace with God, 

Truly blessed is the station, 
Low before His cross to lie : 



Whilst I see divine compassion 
Beaming in His languid eye. 

4 Here it is I find my healing 

While upon the Lamb I gaze : 
Love I much ? I've much forgiven, 
I'm a miracle of grace. 

5 Lord, in ceaseless contemplation 

Fix my thankful heart on Thee, 
Till I taste Thy full salvation, 
And Thine unveil'd glory see. 

lames Allen, 1757. 



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1 Slain for my soul, for all my sins defamed, 

King, crowned with thorns, with blasphemies proclaimed, 
High o'er the clouds Thy royal Sign I see : 
Throned on Thy glory, Lord, remember me. 

2 For Thy tormentors, for my pardon sue ; 

" Father, forgive, they know not what they do." 
When they that pierced, when every eye, shall see 
Thee in Thy kingdom, Lord, remember me. 

3 Think of me now with all Thy sorrows pressed; ■ 
Think of me in Thy crowning of the blest; 
Confessed, besought, and worshipped on the Tree, 
Lord, in Thy Kingdom, still remember me. 

4 'Mid all the thronging of Thy ransomed dead ; 
With all the Book of Life before Thee spread ; 
Tossed, like a-waif, upon the livnng sea 

By angels parted, Lord, remember me. 

5 Lord, ere I see Thy Kingdom, let me see 
Thy Paradise, and Paradise with Thee; 

There while I rest, from death, from sorrow free, 
Lord, in my resting still remember me. 

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Covered with a gore of blood ! 
Sinful soul, what hast thou done ? 
Crucified God's only Son. 

2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed; 

Driven the nails that fixed Him there, 
Crowned with thorns His sacred head ; 



Plunged into His side the spear; 
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Still to death thy Lord pursue ? 
Open all His wounds again, 

And the shameful cross renew ? 
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Break, O break, my bleeding heart. 
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1 Oh, perfect life of love , 

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All that He left His throne above 
To do for us below. 

2 No work is left undone 

Of all the Father willed ; 
His toil, His sorrows, one by one, 
The Scripture have fulfilled. 

3 No pain that we can share 

But He has felt the smart; 



All forms of human grief and care 
Have pierced that tender heart. 

And on His thorn-crowned head, 

And on His sinless soul, 
Our sins in all their guilt were laid, 

That He might make us whole. 

In perfect love He dies ; 

For me He dies, for me ; 
O all-atoning Sacrifice, 

I cling by faith to Thee ! 

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In yon still grave art keeping: 

All Thy labour now is done, 
Past is all Thy weeping. 

The strife is o'er, nought hurts Thee 
more : 

The heart at last has slumbered 
That in conflict sore for us 

Bore our sins unnumbered. 

Thou awful tomb, once filled with gloom 
How blessed and how holy 



ASHWELL. L. M. 



Art thou now, since in the grave 
Slept the Saviour lowly! 

How calm and blest the dead now rest 

Who in the Lord departed : 
All their works do follow them, 

Yea, they sleep glad-hearted ! 

O Lord, our Rock, soon grant Thy flock 
To see Thy Easter morning : 

Strife and pain will all be past 

When that day is dawning. Amen. 

Catherine Winkworth, Tr. 1862. 
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He sleeps, and from His open side. 

The mingled Blood and Water flow, 
That sanctify His mystic Bride, 

That wash her pure and white as snow. 

By these, instinct with life divine, [Eve, 
The Church comes forth the second 

The Mother of the faithful line 
Of all that by His Passion live, 

O what a miracle of love 

Hath Christ, the second Adam, shown! 




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That we might all be born of God 
The Word forsook His heav'nly throne. 

4 For us, in sin's dark mazes lost, 
His heart's last drop of Blood He gave; 

His Life, His precious Life, it cost, 
Our dearly ransom'd souls to save. 

5 Our souls with those dear streams bedew 
That still from Thee, O Jesu, flow ; 

New grace, new hopes inspire ; a new 
And better heart on us bestow. 

John Wesley, 1741. 



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Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 

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Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 

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How the lost may be restored, 
How the penitent forgiven. 
How we, too, may enter heaven: 

Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 

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Our triumphant holy day, 
Who did once upon the cross 
Suffer to redeem our loss. 

2 Hymns of praise, then 
Untc Christ, our heavenly King, 
Who endured the cross and grave 
Sinners to redeem and save. 



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Our salvation has procured ; 
Now above the sky He's King, 
Where the angels ever sing. 

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And the Spirit ever blest: 

One true God by all confessed. 

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'Welcome, happy morning,"age to age shall say;Hell today is vanquis'd,heav'n is won today. Amen. 




"/ have the keys of hell and death. "—Rev. i : 18, 

1 "Welcome, happy morning," age to age shall say; 
Hell to-day is vanquished, heaven is won to-day- 
Lo, the Dead is living, God for evermore ! 

Him their true Creator all His works adore. Chorus. 

2 Earth with joy confesses, clothing for her spring, 
All good gifts return 'd with her returning King ; 
Bloom in every meadow, leaves on every bough, 

Speak His sorrow ended, hail His triumph now. Chorus. 

3 Months in due succession, days of lengthening light, 
Hours and passing moments praise thee in their flight ; 
Brightness of the morning, sky, and fields, and sea, 
Vanquisher of darkness, bring their praise to thee. Chorus. 

4 Maker and Redeemer, life and health of all, 
Thou from heaven beholding human nature's fall. 
Of the Father's Godhead true and only Son, 
Manhood to deliver, manhood did'st put on. Chorus. 

5 Thou, of life the Author, death did'st undergo, 
Tread the path of darkness, saving strength to show ; 
Come then, True and Faithful, now fulfil Thy word ; 

'T is Thine own third morning ; rise my buried Lord ! Chorus. 

6 Loose the hearts long prison'd, bound with Satan's chain ; 
All that now is fallen raise to life again ; 

Show Thy face in brightness, bid the nation's see ; 

Bring again our daylight ; day returns with Thee. Chorus. 

Rev. lohn ElUrton y 1876. 



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The song of triumph has begun : — 

Alleluia ! 

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The three sad days have quickly sped ; 
He rises glorious' from the dead ; 
All glory to our risen Head ! Alleluia ! 
He brake the age-bound chains of hell ; 
The bars from heaven's high portals fell ; 
Let hymns of praise His triumph tell : 

Alleluia ! 
Lord,by the stripes which wounded Thee, 
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Alleluia ! 

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Alone our Leader bore ; 
His ransomed hosts pursue the way 
Where He hath gone before. 



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To Him all power is given ; 
To Him in one communion bow 
All saints in earth and heaven. 

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His soldiers we implore, 
Within His palace bright to bring 
And keep us evermore. 

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All glory to the Son ; 
All glory, holy Ghost, to Thee ; 
While endless ages run. 

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Jesus lives ! by this we know 

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Alleluia. 

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To cleanse the earth His Blood has given; 
Has rent the veil, and opened heaven: 

Alleluia. 

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Has given a glorious harvest-birth, 
Rejoice, and sing with holy mirth; 

Alleluia. 



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And fleshly passions crucifies, 

In body, like to Thine, shall rise : 
Alleluia ! 

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To spurn earth's fleeting vanity, 
And love the things above the sky: 

Alleluia ! 

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1 Crown Him with many crowns, 

The Lamb upon His throne ; 
Hark ! how the heavenly anthem drowns 

All music but its own ! 
Awake, my soul, and sing 

Of Him who died for thee ; 
And hail Him as thy matchless King 

Through all eternity. 

2 Crown Him the Lord of love ! 

Behold His hands and side, — 
Rich wounds, yet visible above 

In beauty glorified : 
No angel in the sky 

Can fully bear that sight, 
But downward bends his wondering eye 

At mysteries so bright. 



'"''And on his head were many crowns." Rev. xix : 20. 

3 Crown Him the Lord of life ! 

Who triumphed o'er the grave ; 



Who rose victorious to the strife 
For those He came to save; 

His glories now we sing, 
Who died and rose on high, 

Who died eternal life to bring, 
And lives that death may die. 

Crown Him, the Lord of heaven, 

One with the Father known, 
One with the Spirit through Him given 

From yonder glorious throne ! 
To Thee be endless praise, 

For Thou for us hast died ; 
Be Thou, O Lord, through endless days 

Adored and magnified. Am ex. 

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Clothed with all majesty divine, 
Eternal power and glory be ; 

Eternal praise of right is Thine. 

Reign, Prince of life, who once Thy brow 
Didst yield to wear the wounding thorn; 

Reign, throned beside the Father now, 
Adored the Son of God first-born. 

From angel hosts that round Thee stand, 
With forms more pure than spotless 
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From the bright, burning seraph band, 
Let praise in loftiest numbers flow. 

4 To Thee, the Lamb, our mortal songs, 

Born of deep, fervent love, shall rise ; 
All honor to Thy name belongs, 

Our lips would sound it to the skies. 

5 Jesus ! all earth shall speak the word ; 

Jesus ! all heaven shall sound it still ; 
Immanuel, Saviour, Conqueror, Lord, 
Thy praise the universe shall fill. 

Ray P 'aimer ; 1867. 

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1 'ihe head that once was crowned with 
Is crowned with glory now; [thorns, 
A royal diadem adorns 

The mighty Victor's brow. 

The highest place that heaven affords 

Is His, is His by right, 
The King of kings and Lord of lords, 

And heaven's eternal light : 

The joy of all who dwell above, 
The joy of all below, 



To whom He manifests His love, 
And grants His name to know. 

4 They suffer with their Lord below, 

They reign with Him above, 
Their profit and their joy to know 
The mystery of His love. 

5 The cross He bore is life and health, 

Though shame and death to Him, 
His people's hope, His people's wealth, 
Their everlasting theme. 

Thomas Kelly, 1820. 



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1 Come, let us join our songs of praise 

To our ascended Priest : 
He entered heaven with all our names 
Engraven on His breast. 

2 Below He washed our guilt away, 

By His atoning blood; 
Now He appears before the throne, 
And pleads our cause with God. 

3 Clothed with our nature still, He knows 

The weakness of our frame. 



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And how to shield us from the foes 
Who He Himself overcame. 

4 Nor time, nor distance, e'er shall quench 

The fervor of His love ; 
For us He died in kindness here, 
For us He lives above. 

5 Oh ! may we ne'er forget His grace, 

Nor blush to bear His name : 
Still may our hearts hold fast His faith — 
Our lips His praise proclaim. 

Alexander Pirie, 1782. 

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1 I know that my Redeemer lives, 

And ever prays for me ; 
A token of His love He giv^s, 
A pledge of liberty. 

2 I find Him lifting up my head, 

He brings salvation near ; 
His presence makes me free indeed, 
And He will soon appear. 



3 Jesus, I hang upon Thy word ; 

I steadfastly believe' 
Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, 
And to Thyself receive. 

4 When God is mine, and I am His, 

Of Paradise possessed, 
I taste unutterable bliss, 
And everlasting rest. 

Charles Wesley, 1742. 



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A great High- Priest our nature wears ; 
The Patron of mankind appears. 

Though now ascended up on high, 
He bends on earth a Brother's eye ; 
Partaker of the human name, 
He knows the frailty of our frame. 

Our Fellow-sufferer yet retains 
A fellow feeling of our pains ; 



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And still remembers, in the skies, 
His tears, and agonies, and cries. 

In every pang that rends the heart, 
The Man of Sorrows had a part; 
He sympathizes with our grief, 
And to the sufferer sends relief. 

With boldness therefore, at the throne, 
Let us make all our sorrows known ; 
And ask the aid of heavenly power 
To help us in the evil hour. 

Michael Bruce, 1745. 

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And clouds of incense from His hands 

Fill all that glorious place. 

His precious blood is sprinkled there, 

Before and on the throne ; 
And His own wounds in heaven declare 

His work on earth is done. 

"' 'T 'is finished!" on the cross He said, 
In agonies and blood ; 



" ' 'T 'is finished!" now He lives to plead, 
Before the face of God. 

li1 T is finished!" here our souls can rest, 

His work can never fail : 
By Him, our Sacrifice and Priest, 

We enter through the veil. 

Boldly our hearts and voice we raise, 
His name, His blood, our plea ; 

Assur'd our prayers and songs of praise 
Ascend by Him to Thee. 

James G. Deck, 1839. 



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1 Christ to heaven is gone before 
In the body here He wore ; 
He that as' our Brother died, 
Is our Brother glorified. 

2 All the angels wondering own, 
'T is our nature on the throne ; 

" How He loved them, behold !" 
Trembles on the harps of gold. 

3 Fear not, ye of little faith, 
For He hath abolished death ; 



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And no longer now we die, 
We but follow Christ on high. 

4 And before each fainting one, 
Dreading the dark way alone, 
Now appear His footsteps bright, 
Far diffusing holiest light. 

5 As our Shepherd He is there, 
With the comfort of His care; 
Fear no evil, doubt no more, 
Christ to heaven is gone before. 

George Raw son, 1857. 
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Our trials and our tears : 
Life's thankless toil and scant repose 
Death's agonies and fears. 

2 In all things like Thy brethren Thou 

Wast made, yet free from sin ; 
Yet how unlike to us, O Lord ; 
Replies the voice within. 



3 O Son of God, in glory raised, 

Thou sittest on Thy throne : 
There by Thy pleadings and Thy grace 
Still succoring Thine own. 

4 Brother and Saviour, Friend and Judge 

To Thee, O Christ, be given, 
To bind upon Thy crown the names 
Elect in earth and heaven. 

Joseph Anstice, 1835. 



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A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed 
With us to dwell. 

2 He came in tongues of living flame, 

To teach, convince, subdue ; 
All powerful as the wind He came, 
As viewless too. 

3 He came sweet influence to impart, 

A gracious willing Guest, 
While He can find one humble heart 
Wherein to rest. 

DUNDEE. C. M. 



" If 1 depart, 1 will send him unto yoti." John xvi: 7. 

And His that gentle voice we hear, 

Soft as the breath of even, [fear. 

That checks each thought, that calms each 

And speaks of heaven. 
And every virtue we possess, 

And every victory won, 
And every thought of holiness, 

Are His alone. 
Spirit of purity and grace, 

Our weakness, pitying, see ; 
O make our hearts Thy dwelling-place, 
And meet for Thee. 

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Kindle a flame of sacred love 
In these cold hearts of ours. 

2 See how we grovel here below, 

Fond of these earthly toys ; 
Our souls — how heavily they go 
To reach eternal joys ! 

3 In vain we tune our formal songs ; 

T n vain we strive to rise ; 



quicken thou meP Ps. cxix: 25. 

Hosannas languish on our tongues, 

And our devotion dies. 
Dear Lord, and shall we ever live 

At this poor dying rate ; 
Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, 

And Thine to us so great ? 
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 

With all Thy quickening powers ; 
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, 

And that shall kindle ours. 

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1 Come, O Holy Ghost, within us ; and, removing by Thy grace 
Every taint and tinge of eyil, make our hearts Thy dwelling place. 

2 Be with us, O quickening Spirit ; Thou canst pierce the deepest night : 
Cleanse our base imaginations, change our darkness into light. 

3 O Thou Holy One Who lovest wisdom always, be Thou kind, 
By Thy mystical anointing heal the blindness of our mind, 

4 Thou that purifiest all things, as none else beside Thee can, 
Purify the clouded eyesight, Spirit, of our inner man ; 

5 That by us our Heavenly Father may at last be seen and known : 
For the pure in heart shall see Him, and the pure in heart alone. 

C. Stuart Calverly, i860. 



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My body make the temple meet, 
For Thy perpetual stay. 

2 Too long this house of Thine 
By alien loves possessed, 
Has shut from Thee its inner shrine, 
Kept Thee a slighted guest. 



3 Now rend, O Spirit blest, 

The veil of my poor heart ; 
Enter Thy long forbidden rest, 
And nevermore depart. 

4 Oh, to be filled with Thee ! 

I ask not aught beside ; 
For all unholy guests must flee. 
If Thou in me abide. 

A. J. Gordon, 189a 



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And in our souls take up Thy rest ; 

Come, with Thy grace and heavenly aid 

To fill the hearts which Thou hast made, 
2 Great Comforter ! to Thee we cry ; 

O highest gift of God most high ! 

O Fount of life ! O Fire of love ! 

And sweet anointing from above ! 



Kindle our senses from above, 
And make our hearts o'erflow with love, 
With patience firm, and virtue high, 
The weakness of our flesh supply. 
Far from us drive the foe we dread, 
And grant us Thy true peace instead ; 
So shall we not, with Thee for guide, 
Turn from the path of life aside. 

Translated from the Latin by E- Caswall, 1849. 
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1 To Thee, O Comforter Divine, 
For all Thy grace and power benign, 

Sing we Alleluia ! 

2 To Thee, whose faithful voice doth win 
The wandering from the ways of sin, 

Sing we Alleluia ! 

3 To Thee, whose faithful power doth heal, 
Enlighten sanctify, and seal, 

Sing we Alleluia. 



When the Comforter is come," John xiv: 26, 

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To Thee, whose faithful truth is shown 
By every promise made our own, 
Sing we Alleluia ! 

To Thee, by Jesus Christ sent down, 
Of all His gifts, the sum and crown, 

Sing we Alleluia ! 
To Thee, who art with God the Son, 
And God the Father, ever One, 

Sing we Alleluia ! 

F. R. Havergal, 1876k 



THE HOLY SPIRIT. 



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For he divelleth with you, and shall be in you." John xiv 



I The Holy Ghost is here, 

Where saints in pray'r agree : 
As Jesus' parting gift, He's near 

Each pleading company. 
i Not far away is He, 

To be by prayer brought nigh, 
But here in present majesty 

As in His courts on high. 
5 He dwells within our soul, 

An ever welcome guest ; 

PARACLETE. 7, 7, 7, 5. 



He reigns with absolute control, 

As monarch in the breast. 
Our bodies are His shrine, 

And He the indwelling Lord ; 
All hail, thou Comforter divine, 

Be evermore adored ! 
Obedient to Thy will, 

We wait to feel Thy power. 
O Lord of life, our hopes fulfill, 

And bless this hallowed hour. 

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Holy Ghost, the infinite, 
Shine upon our nature's might 
With Thy blessed inward light, 

Comforter Divine ! 
We are sinful, cleanse us, Lord ; 
We are faint, Thy strength afford 
Lost, until by Thee restored, 

Comforter Divine ! 
Like the dew, Thy peace distil : 
Guide, subdue our wayward will, 
Things of Christ unfolding still, 

Comforter Divine ! 



In us, for us, intercede, 

And with voiceless groaning plead 

Our unutterable need, 

Comforter Divine ! 
In us " Abba, Father," cry. 
Earnest of our bliss on high, 
Seal of immortality. 

Comforter Divine ! 
Search for us the depths of God , 
Bear us up the starry road 
To the height of Thine abode, 

Comforter Divine ! 

George Rawson, 1876 



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Thy blessed unction from above 
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Enable with perpetual light 
The dulness of our blinded sight: 



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Anoint and cheer our soiled face 
With the abundance of Thy grace : 
Keep far our foes, give peace at home ; 
Where Thou art Guide no ill can come. 

Teach us to know the Father, Son, 
And Thee, of Both, to be but One ; 
That thro' the ages all along 
This Name may be our endless song. 



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Thy temple fill : 
With cleansing fire baptize 
My yielded will. 

2 Breath from above, refine 

My waiting heart: 
Impulse and power divine 
To me impart. 



Thou very Light of Light, 

Poured from on high, 
Kindle with vision bright 

Mine inward eye. 

Cleanse, and illume, and fill — 

It shall be so: 
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Breath of life, and fire of love, 
Cleansing from all sin. 

2 All Thy sevenfold gifts bestow 

On Thy servants now, 
All Thy fulness let us know, 
While in prayer we bow. 



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" My heart shall rejoice in thy salvation.'''' Ps. xiii: 5. 



1 Salvation, oh, the joyful sound ! 

'Tis pleasure to our ears, » 
A sovereign balm for every wound, 
A cordial for our fears. 

Cho. Glory, honor, praise and power, 
Be unto the Lamb forever ! 
Jesus Christ is our Redeemer; 
Hallelujah ! praise the Lord. 

2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 

At hell's dark door we lay ; 



But we arise by grace divine, 
To see a heavenly day. Cho. 

3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 

The spacious earth around ; 
While all the armies of the sky 
Conspire to raise the sound. Cho. 

4 Salvation ! O Thou bleeding Lamb ! 

To Thee the praise belongs ; 
Salvation shall inspire our hearts, 
And dwell upon our tongues. Cho. 

Isaac Watts, 1709. 



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Speak gladness to this heart: 
They tell me all is done, 
They bid my fear depart. 

Thy wounds, not mine, O Christ, 
Can heal my bruised soul ; 

Thy stripes, not mine, contain 
The balm that makes me whole. 

Thy cross, not mine, O Christ, 
Has borne the awful load 



Of sins that none could bear 
But the incarnate God. 

Thy death, not mine, O Christ, 

Has paid the ransom due ; 
Ten thousand deaths like mine 

Would have been all too few. 

Thy righteousness alone 

Can clothe and beautify; 
I wrap it round my soul, 

In this I '11 live and die. 

Horatius Bonar, 1857. 
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1 There is a fountain, fill'd with blood, 

Drawn from Immanuel's veins; 
And sinners plunged beneath that flood, 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying«thief rejoiced to see 

That fountain in his day; 
And there have I, as vile as he, 
Washed all my sins away. 

3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious bleed 

Shall never lose its power, 



Till all the ransomed church of God 
Be saved to sin no more. 

E'er since, by faith I saw the stream 

Thy flowing wounds supply, 
Redeeming love has been my theme, 

And shall be till I die. 

Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 

I'll sing Thy power to save, [ tongue 

When this poor lisping 
Lies silent in the grave. 

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True God, true man art Thou ; 
Of man, and of man's earth a part, 
One with us Thou art now. 

3 Great Sacrifice for sin, 

Giver of life for life, 

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Behold the Lamb of GodP John i: 36. 

Restorer of the peace within, 
True ender of the strife ; 

4 True lover of the lost, 
From heaven Thou earnest down, 

To pay for souls the righteous cost, 
And claim them for Thine own. 

5 Rest^of the weary, Thou ! 
To" Thee our rest we come ; 

In Thee to find our dwelling now, 
Our everlasting home. 

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Could give the guilty conscience peace, 

Or wash away the stain. 
But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 

Takes all our sins away ; 
A sacrifice of nobler name, 

And richer blood than they. 
My faith would lay her hand 

On that dear head of Thine, 



While like a penitent I stand, 

And there confess my sin. 
My soul looks back to see 

The burdens Thou didst bear 
When hanging on the cursed tree, 

And hopes her guilt was* there. 
Believing, we rejoice 

To see the curse remove ; 
We bless the Lamb with cheerful 

And sing His bleeding love. 

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2 Look till thou canst see thy sin 

In His body crucified ; 
All the lusts that lurked within, 
All thy wilfulness and pride. 

3 Look and see the judgment fall 

On that guiltless, guilt-bowed head 



He is made our sin. For all 

One hath died, and all are dead. 
Look to Jesus, look and live ; 

He has died thy death for thee. 
Look and trust and love and give 

All thou art His prize to be. 
5 Look with awe, till wondering love 

Melts thy heart, and dims thine eyes, 
And with prostrate saints above 

Rapt in praise thy spirit lies. 

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To all His children, " Come !" 
Let him that heareth say 

To all about him, " Come !" 
Let him that thirsts for righteousness 

To Christ, the fountain, come ! 



Come. Rev. xxii : 17. 
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Oh, let him freely come, 
And freely drink the stream of life ; 

'T is Jesus bids him come. 
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View Him bleeding on the tree, 
Pouring out His life for thee. 

2 Weary sinner, keep thine eyes 
On the atoning Sacrifice ; 
There the Incarnate Deity 
Numbered with transgressors see. 



3 Cast thy guilty soul on Him, 
Find Him mighty to redeem ; 
At His feet thy burden lay, 
Look thy doubts and cares away. 

4 Lord, Thine arm must be revealed, 
Ere I can by faith be healed ; 
Since I scarce can look to Thee, 
Cast a gracious eye on me. 

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Sinner, lift to Him thine eye ; 
As the precious moments flee, 
Cry, be merciful to me. 

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" What wilt thou then have of me ?" 
Rise, and tell Him all thy need; 
Rise, He calleth thee indeed. 



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1 Art thou weary, art thou languid, 

Art thou sore distressed ? 
" Come to Me," saith One, " and coming, 
Be at rest." 

2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him, 

If He be my Guide ? — 
" In His feet and hands are wound-prints, 
And His side." 

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That His brow adorns ? — 
"Yea, a crown, in very surety ; 
But of thorns." 

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What His guerdon here ? — 



" Many a sorrow, many a labor, 
Many a tear." 

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What hath He at'last ? — 
"Sorrow banished, labor ended, 
Jordan passed." 

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Will He say me nay ? 
" Not till earth, and not till heaven 
Pass away." 

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Is He sure to bless ? — 
" Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, 
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" Who healeth all our diseases." Ps. ciii: 3. 



1 Heal me, O my Saviour, heal ; 
Heal me as I suppliant kneel; 
Heal me, and my pardon seal. 

2 Thou the true Physician art: 
Thou, O Christ, can health impart, 
Binding up the bleeding heart. 



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Thou canst heal, and Thou alone, 
Thou for all my sin atone. 

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Heal me, as I suppliant kneel ; 
To Thy mercy I appeal. 

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^ "Come unto me all ye that labor an 

1 I heard the voice of Jesus say, — 

"Come unto me and rest ; 
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 

Thy head upon my breast !" 
I came to Jesus as I was, 

Weary, and worn, and sad ; 
I found in Him a resting-place, 

And He hath made me glad. 

2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, — 

"Behold, I freely give 
The living water; thirsty one, 

Stoop down, and drink, and live !" 



are heavy laden? 1 Matt, xi : 28. 
I came to Jesus, and I drank 

Of that lifegiving stream; 
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, 

And now I live in Him. 
3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, — 

" I am this dark world's Light; 
Look unto me, thy morn shall rise, 

And all thy day be bright ! " 
I looked to Jesus, and I found 

In Him my star, my sun ; 
And in that light of life, I '11 walk 

Till traveling days are done. Amen. 

Horatius Bonar, i860. 



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Outside the fast-closed door, 
In lowly patience waiting 

To pass the threshold o'er : 
We bear the name of Christians, 

His name and sign we bear : 
Oh, shame, thrice shame upon us ! 

To keep Him standing there. 

2 O Jesus, Thou art knocking. 

And lo ! that hand is scarred. 
And thorns Thy brow encircle, 

And tears Thy face have marred ! 
Oh, love that passeth knowledge, 

So patiently to wait ! 
Oh, sin that hath no equal, 

So fast to bar the gate ! 



3 O Jesus, Thou art pleading 

In accents meek and low, — 
" I died for you my children, 

And will ye treat me so ?" 
O Lord, with shame and sorrow 

We open now the door : 
Dear Saviour, enter, enter, 

And leave us nevermore ! 

Bishop W. W. How 

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Thou glorious King of kings ! 
Thy wondrous love and favor 

Each ransomed spirit sings : 
We '11 celebrate Thy glory 

With all'Thy saints above, 
And shout the joyful story 

Of Thy redeeming love. 



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" Come in, thou blessed of the Lord." Gen. xxiv: 31. 

1 Come in, O come ! the door stands open now ; 
I knew Thy voice, Lord Jesus, it was Thou ; 
The sun has set long since ; the storms begin ; 
'Tis time for Thee, my Saviour; O come in ! 

2 Alas, ill-ordered shews the dreary room ; 

The household-stuff lies heaped amidst the gloom, 
The table empty stands, the couch undress'd; 
Ah, what a welcome for th' Eternal Guest ! 

3 Yet welcome, and to-night ; this doleful scene 
Is e'en itself my cause to hail Thee in ; 
This dark confusion e'en at once demands 

Thine own bright presence, Lord, and ordering hands. 

4 I seek no more to alter things, or mend, 
Before the coming of so great a Friend ; 
All were at best unseemly ; and t'were ill 
Beyond all else to keep Thee waiting still. 

5 Come, not to find, but make this troubled heart 
A dwelling worthy of Thee as Thou art ; 

To chase the gloom, the terror, and the sin, 
Come, all Thyself, yea come. Lord Tesus, in ! 

Rev. Hanley C. G. Moule, 1890. 



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Casting all your care upon Him.'' 1 1 Pet. v: 7. 



I lay my sins on Jesus, 

The spotless Lamb of God ; 
He bears them all and frees us 

From the accursed load; 
I bring my guilt to Jesus, 

To wash my crimson stains 
White in His blood most precious, 

Till not a stain remains. Ref. 

I lay my wants on Jesus, 

All fulness dwells in Him ; 
He healeth my diseases, 

He doth my soul redeem ; 
I lay my griefs on Jesus, 

My burdens and my cares : 
He from them all releases, 

He all my sorrow shares. Ref. 



I rest my soul on Jesus, 

This weary soul of mine ; 
His right hand me embraces, 

I on His breast recline. 
I love the name of Jesus, 

Immanuel, Christ, the Lord; 
Like fragrance on the breezes, 

His name abroad is poured. Ref 

I long to be like Jesus, 

Meek, loving, lowly, mild; 
I long to be like Jesus, 

The Father's holy child ; 
I long to be with Jesus 

Amid the heavenly throng, 
To sing with saints His praises, 

To learn the angels' song. Ref. 

Horatius Bonar, 1857 



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l If we suffer wc shall also reign with Him."—l\ Tim ii : 12. 



f I saw one toiling in the way 

'Neath heavy burdens pressed, 
"Take thou my yoke" I heard him say 

"And bearing it find rest." 
I bowed my shoulder as he spoke, 

Weary and faint and sore, 
"O burden light! O easy yoke !" 

I now sing evermore. 

2 1 saw One hanging on a tree, 
In shame and anguish dread, 
"Take up thy cross and follow me," 
The royal Sufferer said. 



I heard : and in his path of pain 

Submissive took my way, 
In loss for Christ, how rich the gain, 

I 'm proving every day. 

I saw one seated on a throne 

By myriad saints adored, 
"Hold fast, let no man take thy crown !" 

Was now His solemn word. 
Yea, Lord, Thy will my will hath won 

And my high thoughts cast down : 
Without thy yoke no glad 'well done' 

Without thy cross no crown !" 

A. J. Gordon, 1892. 



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1 I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, 

Trusting only Thee ! 
Trusting Thee for full salvation, 
Great and free. 

2 I am trusting Thee for pardon, 

At Thy feet I bow; 
For Thy grace and tender mercy, 
Trusting now. 

3 I am trusting Thee for cleansing 

In the crimson flood; 
Trusting Thee to make me holy 
By Thy blood. 



4 I am trusting Thee to guide me ; 

Thou alone shalt lead, 
Every day and hour supplying 
All my need. 

5 I am trusting Thee for power, 

Thine can never fail; 
Words which Thou Thyself shalt give me 
Must prevail. 

6 I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus ; 

Never let me fall ; 
I am trusting Thee for ever 
And for all. 

Frances Ridley Havergal, 1874. 



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" Wash me thoroughly from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin." Ps. li: 



1 Jesus, to Thy wounds I fly : 
Purge my sins of deepest dye ; 
Lamb of God, for sinners slain, 
Wash away my crimson stain. Cho. 



2 Plunge me in that sacred flood, 
In that fountain of Thy blood; 
Then Thy Father's eye shall see, 
Not a spot of guilt in me. Cho. 

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1 I saw the cross of Jesus, 

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I sought the cross of Jesus, 

To give me peace within ! 
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He cleansed it in His blood : 
And in the cross of Jesus 

I found my peace with God. Cho. 

2 Sweet is the cross of Jesus ! 

There let my weary heart 
Still rest in peace unshaken, 

Till with Him, ne'er to part: 
And then in strains of glory 

I'll sing His wondrous power, 
Where sin can never enter, 

And death is known no more. Cho. 



Rev. Frederick Whitfield, 187a 



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3 Just as I am — Thou wilt receive, 
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve ; 
Because Thy promise I believe, 

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4 Just as I am — Thy love unknown 
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With healing gifts for souls distressed, 
To find in Thee my life, my rest, 

Christ crucified, I come. 

2 Thou knowest all my griefs and fears, 
Thy grace abused, my misspent years, 
Yet now to Thee, with contrite tears, 

Christ crucified, I come. 



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Wash me and take away each stain. 

Let nothing of my sin remain ; 

For cleansing, though it be through pain. 

Christ crucified, I come. 
And then for work to do for Thee 
Which shall so sweet a service be 
That angels well might envy, 

Christ crucified, I come. 

Miss G. M. Irons, 1880 



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1 Lord Jesus, are we one with Thee ? 

Oh height ! oh depth of love ! 
With Thee we died upon the tree, 
In Thee we live above. 

2 Such was Thy grace, that for our sake 

Thou didst from heaven come down, 
Thou didst of flesh and blood partake, 
In all our sorrows one. 

3 Our sins, our guilt, in love divine, 

Confessed and borne by Thee; 
The gall, the curse, the wrath were Thine 
To set Thy members free. 



Ascended now, in glory bright, 

Still one with us Thou art ; 
Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height, 

Thy saints and Thee can part. 

Oh, teach us, Lord, to know and own 

This wondrous mystery, 
That Thou with us art truly one, 

And we are one with Thee ! 

Soon, soon shall come that glorious day, 
When, seated on Thy throne, 

Thou shalt to wondering worlds display 
That Thou with us art one, 

James G. Deck, 1837. 



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1 O joy! 'tis mine, this life divine, 

'•Life hid with Christ in God ;" 
Once sin defiled, now reconciled, 
And washed in Jesus' blood. 

2 Oh, perfect love, all thought above, 

Is this indeed for me ? 
Such matchless grace, in all I trace, 
Dear Lord, must come from Thee. 



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He makes His tender care ; 
And grants them power,from hour to hour, 

Against the tempter's snare. 

How safe and blest are they who rest 

'Neath covert of His wings ; 
Though foes assail, none can prevail 

Against our "King of kings." 

Effie Williamson, 1880. 



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From whom most freely flow 
The streams of life and strength and 

To all the frame below : [warmth 

Keep us as members sound and whole 

Within Thy body true ; 



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Build us into a temple fair, 
Meet stones in order due. 

4 Keep us good branches of Thy vine, 

Large store of fruit to yield : 
Keep us as sheep that wander not 
From Thy most pleasant field. 

5 For one with God, O Jesus blest, 

We are, when one with Thee, 
With saints on earth and saints at rest 
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Heaven is all too strait 
For Thine endless glory, 

And Thy royal state. 
Yet the hearts of children 

Hold what worlds cannot, 



Christ in you, the hope and glory." Coloss. i. 27. 

And the God of wonders 
Loves the lowly spot. 

4 Jesus, gentlest Saviour ! 
Thou art in us now ; 

Fill us full of goodness, 
Till our hearts o'erflow. 

5 Pray the prayer within us 
That to Heaven shall rise ; 

Sing the song that angels 
Sing above the skies. 

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Thine am I by all ties ; 

But chiefly Thine, 
That through Thy sacrifice 

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Andl am not mine own ; Lord, I am Thine. 
I pray Thee, Saviour, keep 

Me in Thy love, 
Until death's holy sleep 

Shall me remove [o'er, 

To that fair realm, where, sin and sorrow 

Thou and Thine own are One for evermore. 

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All we have and are ! 
2 Jesus is the Name that charms us, 
He for conflict fits and arms us ; 
Nothing moves and nothing harms us 

When we trust in Him. 



Keep us, Lord, O keep us cleaving, 
To Thyself, and still believing, 
Till the hour of our receiving 

Promised joys of heav'n. 
Then we shall be where we would be, 
Then we shall be what we should be, 
Things which are not now nor could be 

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1 I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God, 
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To dwell within Thy wounds: then pain 
Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 

2 Take my poor heart, and let it be 
Forever closed to all but Thee ; 

Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear 
That pledge of love forever there. 

3 How blest are they who still abide 
Close sheltered in Thy bleeding side ; 
Who life and strength from thence derive, 
And by Thee move, and in Thee live. 

Count Zinzendorf, John and 



4 What are our works but sin and death, 
Till Thou Thy quickening Spirit breathe ? 
Thou giv'st the pow'r Thy grace to move, 
Oh wondrous grace ! Oh boundless love! 

5 Ah, Lord ! enlarge our scanty thought, 
To know the wonders Thou hast wrought! 
Unloose our stammering tongues to tell 
Thy love immense, unsearchable ! 

6 First-born of many brethren Thou, 
To Thee, lo, all our souls we bow ; 

To Thee our hearts and hands we give: 
Thine may we die, Thine may we live. 
Anna Nitschman, 1737-8 ; TV. by J. Wesley, 1740. 



ASPIRATION. L.M. 



Genevan Psalter, 1545. 




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My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 
Bold shall I stand in Thy great day, 
For who aught to my charge shall lay? 
Fully absolved through these I am, 
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 

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The robe of Christ is ever new. 

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Their beauty this, their glorious dress, 
Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness. 
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Jesus never. 
Oh, what rest in Him abiding, 
In His love and care confiding, 

Still confiding. 
He will lead us to perfection, 
And complete His great election, 

His election. 
Down the age His purpose ranges, 
Changeless in the midst of changes, 

Through all changes. 



5 Day by day He walks beside us. 
Ours to shield us, ours to guide us, 
Shield and guide us. 
5 Calm we sleep, for He, unsleeping, 
Folds us with almighty keeping, 
Sleepless keeping. 

7 For the work He set before Him. 
We adore Him — fall before Him, 

We adore Him. 

8 Earth! to Heaven with praises raise Him! 
Heaven ! with higher praising praise Him! 

Praise Him, praise Him ! 

Rev. Wade Robinson^ 188a 



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Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 

Let me hide myself in thee ; 

Let the water and the blood, 

From thy riven side that flowed, 

Be of sin the double cure, 

Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 

Not the labors of my hands 
Can fulfil thy law's demands ; 
Could my zeal no respite know, 
Could my tears forever now, 
All for sin could not atone, 
Thou must save, and Thou alone. 



Nothing in my hand I bring, 
Simply to Thy cross I cling : 
Naked, come to Thee for dress ; 
Helpless, look to Thee for grace ; 
Foul, I to the fountain fly : 
Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! 

Whilst I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my eyelids close in death, 
When I soar through tracts unknown, 
See Thee on Thy judgment-throne, 
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in Thee. 

Augustus M. Toplady^ 1776. 



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1 Cleansed in our Saviour's precious blood, 
Filled with the fulness of our God, 
Walking by faith the path He trod ; 

Alleluia ! 

2 Leaning our heads on Jesus' breast, 
Knowing the joy of that sweet rest, 
Finding in Him the chief, the best ! 

Alleluia ! 

3 Kept by His power from day to day, 
Held by His hand, we cannot stray, 

GRACE CHURCH. L. M. 



Glory to glory all the way! 

Alleluia ! 
Living in us His own pure life, 
Giving us rest from inward strife, [life ; 
From strength to strength, from death to 

Alleluia ! 
Oh, what a Saviour we have found ; 
Well may we make the world resound 
With one continual joyous sound ; 

Alleluia ! 

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May take, dear Lord, the place of Thine, 
Thy blood has pardon bought for me, 
And I am now complete in Thee. 

2 Complete in Thee — no more shall sin, 
Thy grace has conquered, reign within ; 
Thy voice will bid the tempter flee, 
And I shall stand complete in Thee. 



Complete in Thee — each want supplied, 
And no good thing to me denied, 
Since Thou my portion, Lord, wilt be, 
I ask no more — complete in Thee. 

4 Dear Saviour ! when, before Thy bar, 
All tribes and tongues assembled are, 
Among Thy chosen may I be 
At Thy right hand — complete in Thee. 

Aaron R. Wolfe. i&&f 



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That in Thy sunshine's glow, its day 

May brighter, fairer be. 



Joy that seekest me through pain, 
I cannot close my heart to Thee : 

1 trace the rainbow through the rain, 
And feel the promise is not vain, 

That morn shall tearless be. 

Cross that liftest up my head, 

I dare not ask to fly from Thee : 

1 lay in dust life's glory, dead. 

And from the ground, there blossoms red 
Life that shall endless be. 

G. Matheson. 



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Gracious Saviour, Lord of might 
Saved from sin, from dangers free, 
Lightened by Thy perfect light. 

2 Let my life be hid with Thee, 

When my soul is vexed below; 



Let me still Thy mercy see, 

When bowed down by grief and woe. 

Let my life be hid with Thee, 
Bound within Thy life above, 

Living through eternity 

In the realms of peace and love. 

Anon. 



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Ever the same. 

2 Shine with the light of Immanuel's face, 
Infinite holiness, infinite grace : 
Shine on me ever, so to be never 
Darkened with sin. 

NAOMI. C. M. 



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Fain with Thy presence be filled,and Thy 

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Now, now receive me, never to grieve 
Never to stray. 

4 Holy, thrice Holy! Thy pardoning love 

Draws me to join the blest spirits above, 

Whose never-ending praises, ascending, 

Circle Thy throne ! 

Henry Motile. 1888. 
Lowell Mason. 



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1 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 

Thy sovereign will denies, 
Accepted at Thy throne of grace 
Let this petition rise : — 

2 Give me a calm and thankful heart, 

From every murmur free ; 



The blessings of Thy grace impart, 
And let me live to Thee. 
3 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine 
My path of life attend ; 
Thy presence through my journey shine, 
And crown my journey's end. 

Annie Steele. 1760. 



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My Jesus, Lord, Thou Lamb of God di- 
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Down, closely down, as living branch 

with tree, 
I would abide,my Lord, my Christ, in Thee. 

2 Abide in Thee, my Saviour God, I know 
How love of Thine, so vast in me may 

flow 
My empty vessel running o'er with joy, 
Now overflows to Thee, without alloy. 

CHANT. 



Abide in me and I in you." John xv: 3. 



3 Abide in Thee, nor doubt, nor self, nor sin, 
Can e'er prevail with Thy blest life within; 
Joined to Thyself, communing deep, my 

soul 
Knows nought besides its motions to con- 
trol. 

4 Abide in Thee, 'tis thus I only know 
The secrets of Thy mind e'en while be 

low; [word. 

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All pow'r and fruit, and service for the 

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1 More love to Thee, Christ, 

More love to Thee ; 
Hear Thou the prayer I make 

On bended knee ; 
This is my earnest plea — 
More love, O Christ, to Thee, 
More love to Thee ! 

2 Once earthly joy I craved, 

Sought peace and rest ; 
Now Thee alone I seek; 

Give what is best : 
This all my prayer shall be — 
More love, O Christ, to Thee, 
More love to Thee ! 

SAVIOUR, TEACH 



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Lord, Thou knowest that I love Thee. 



3 Let sorrow do its work, 

Send grief and pain ; 
Sweet are Thy messengers, 

Sweet their refrain, 
When they can sing with me — 
More love, O Christ, to Thee, 
More love to Thee ! 

4 Then shall my latest breath 

Whisper Thy praise; 
This be the parting cry. 
My heart shall raise'; 
This still its prayer shall be — 
More love, O Christ, to Thee, 
More love to Thee ! 

Mrs. Elizabeth P. Prentiss, 1S75. 

Charles Thirtle. 




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1 Saviour, teach me, day by day, 
Love's sweet lesson to obey ; 
Sweeter lesson cannot be, 
Loving Him who first loved me. 

2 Teach me all Thy steps to trace, 
Strong to follow in Thy grace ; 
Learning how to love from Thee, 
Loving Him who first loved me. 



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3 Love in loving finds employ — 
In obedience all her joy; 
Ever new that joy will be, 
Loving Him who first loved me. 

4 Thus may I rejoice to show 
That I feel the love I owe ; 
Singing, till Thy face I see, 

Of His love who first loved me. 

Jane E. Leeson, 1842. 



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AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST 

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That your joy might be full:' John xv: 2. 



1 Jesus, Thou joy of loving hearts, 

Thou fount of life 1 Thou light of men! 
From the best bliss that earth imparts, 
We turn unfilled to Thee again. 

2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood ; 

Thou savest those that on Thee call; 

To them that seek Thee, Thou art good, 

To them that find Thee, All in All ! 

3 We taste thee, O Thou Living Bread, 

And long to feast upon Thee still ; 

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We drink of Thee, the Fountain Head, 
And thirst our souls from Thee to fill ! 

4 Our restless spirits yearn for Thee, 

Where'er our changeful lot is cast; 
Glad when Thy gracious smile we see, 
Blest, when our faith can hold Thee fast. 

5 O Jesus, ever with us stay ; 

Make all our moments calm and bright ; 
Chase the dark night of sin away, 

Shed o'er the world Thy holy light ! 
Bernard of Clairvaux; tr. by Ray Palmer, 1858. 
R. Schumann. 

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1 Jesus ! — the very thought is sweet; 
In that dear name all heart-joys meet ; 
But sweeter than sweet honey far 
The glimpses of His presence are. 

2 No word is sung more sweet than this : 
No name is heard more full of bliss ; 
No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh 
Than Jesus, Son of God most high. 

3 Jesus, Thou sweetness, pure, and blest, 
Truth's fountain, light of souls distress'd 



Surpassing all that heart requires, 
Exceeding all that soul desires ! 

No tongue of mortal can express, 
No letters write, its blessedness : 
Alone who hath Thee in his heart 
Knows, love of Jesus what Thou art. 

W T e follow Jesus now, and raise 
The voice of prayer, the hymn of praise, 
That He at last may make us meet 
With Him to gain the heavenly seat. 

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1 Jesus ! the very thought of Thee 

With sweetness fills my breast; 
But sweeter far Thy face to see, 
And in Thy presence rest. 

2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame 

Nor can the memory find 
A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, 
O Saviour of mankind ! 

3 O Hope of every contrite heart, 

O Joy of all the meek ! 

FAITH. C. M. 



To those who fall, how kind Thou art, 
How good to those who seek ! 

4 But what to those who find ? Ah ! this 

Nor tongue nor pen can show : 
The love of Jesus, what it is, 
None but His loved ones know. 

5 Jesus, our only joy be Thou ! 

As Thou our prize wilt be ; 
Jesus, be Thou our glory now, 
And through eternity ! 
Bernard of Clairvaux, 11 53; tr. by E. Caswall, 1849. 

S. T. TUCKERMAN. 



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" Whom not having- seen ye /ove."' 1 Pet. i: 8. 



Jesus, these eyes have never seen 
That radiant form of Thine ! 

The veil of sense hangs dark between 
Thy blessed face and mine ! 

I see Thee not, I hear Thee not, 

Yet art Thou oft with me ; 
And earth has ne'er so dear a spot 

As when I meet with Thee. 

Like some bright dream that comes 
When slumbers o'er me roll, [unsought, 



Thine image ever fills my thought 
And charms my ravished soul. 

Yet though I have not seen, and still 

Must rest in faith alone ; 
I love Thee, dearest Lord ! and will 

Unseen, but not unknown. 

When death these mortal eyes shall seal 
And still this throbbing heart, 

The rending veil shall Thee reveal 
All glorious as Thou art. 

Ray Palmer, 1858. 



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1 Jesus, J:sus, visit me, 

How my soul longs after Thee ! 
When, my best, my dearest friend, 
Shall our separation end? 

2 Lord, my longings never cease, 
Without Thee I find no peace : 
' T is my constant cry to Thee, 
Jesus, Jesus, visit me. 

3 Thou alone, my gracious Lord ! 
Art my shield and great reward ; 



All my hope, my Saviour Thou, — 
To Thy sovereign will I bow. 

4 Come, inhabit then my heart, 
Purge its sin, and heal its smart; 
See, I ever cry to Thee, 

Jesus, Jesus, visit me. 

5 Patiently I wait Thy day; 
For this gift alone I pray, 
That when death shall visit me 
Thou my Light and Life wilt be. 

/. Angelus. 1660; tr. by K. P. Dunn, 18^8. 



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1 Holy Lamb, who Thee receive, 
Who in Thee begin to live, 
Day and night they cry to Thee, 
As 'Thou art so let us be ! 

2 Jesus, see my panting breast; 
See, I pant in Thee to rest: 
Gladly would I now be clean : 
Cleanse me now from every sin. 



3 Fix, oh fix my wav'ring mind, 
To Thy cross my spirit bind ; 
Earthly passions far remove ; 
Swallow up my soul in love. 

4 Dust and ashes though we be, 
Full of sin and misery, 

Thine we are, Thou Son of God ; 
Take the purchase of Thy blood! 

Anna Dober, 1735; tr. by John Wesley, 1740. 



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" Thou King of Saints." Rev. xv: 3 



1 O Jesus ! King most wonderful, 

Thou Conqueror renowned ; 

Thou sweetness most ineffable, 

In whom all joys are found; 

2 When once Thou visitest the heart, 

Then truth begins to shine, 
Then earthly vanities depart, 
Then kindles love divine. 

3 O Jesus, Light of all below ! 

Thou Fount of life and fire ! 



Surpassing all the joys we know, 
All that we can desire ; 

4 May every heart confess Thy name, 

And ever Thee adore ; 
And, seeking Thee, itself inflame 
To seek Thee more and more. 

5 Thee may our tongues forever bless ; 

Thee may we love alone ; 
And ever in our life express 
The image of Thine own. 
Bernard of C/airvaux, 1153 ; tr. by E. Caswall, 1849. 



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Leaning on Thee, my guide, my Friend, 
My gracious Saviour, I am blest: 

Though weary Thou dost condescend 
To be my rest. 

Leaning on Thee, with child-like faith 
To Thee the future I confide : 

Each step of life's untrodden path 
Thy Love will guide. 



Leaning on Thee, though faint and weak. 
Too weak another voice to hear, 

Thy heavenly accents comfort speak ; 
Be of good cheer. 

Leaning on Thee no fear alarms, 

Calmly I stand on death's dark brink; 

I feel " the everlasting arms," 
I cannot sink. 

Charlotte Elliott, 1834. 



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O Jesu, our beloved King, 
To Thee our thanks we raise, 

Who by Thy cross hast merited 
For us celestial grace. 

In Adam, in God's image made, 

With God at one to dwell ; 
In Adam, fallen into sin, 

The heirs of death and hell ; 

That grace to which our native strength 

Could never have attained, 
That grace, O our Incarnate God, 

In Thee we have regained. 

ORTONVILLE. CM. 



4 O gift of love, O gift immense, 

Surpassing nature's Law! 
What strength to will and to perform 
From this pure fount we draw. 

5 By this, to us is opened wide, 

Through faith's inviting door, 
A nobler realm, a brighter crown, 
Than Adam lost of yore. 

6 O Jesu, on whose grace alone 

We by Thy grace depend ; 
Grant us the grace to persevere 
In grace unto the end. 

Edward Caswall, 1858. 

T. Hastings. 

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No mortal can with Him compare 

Among the sons of men ; 
Fairer is He than all the fair 

II: That fill the heavenly train. :|| 

He saw me plunged in deep distress, 
He flew to my relief ; 



For me He bore the shameful cross, 
|| : And carried all my grief. :|| 

4 To Him I owe my life and breath, 

And all the joys I have ; 
He makes me triumph over death 
|| : He saves me from the grave. :|| 

5 Since from His bounty I receive 

Such proofs of love divine, 
Had I a thousand hearts to give, 
|| : Lord they should all be Thine. :l| 

Samuel Stennett, 1787. 



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CHRIST. 

D. Mansell Ramsey. 




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Saviour, Thy dying love 

Thou gavest me, 
Nor should I aught withhold, 

Dear Lord, from Thee. 
In love my soul would bow, 
My heart fulfill its vow, 
Some off'ring bring Thee now, 

Something for Thee. 
O'er the blest mercy seat 

Pleading for me, 
Upward in faith I look, 

Jesus, to Thee : 
Help me the cross to bear, 
Thy wondrous love declare, 
Some song to raise, or prayer, 

Something for Thee. 



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Likeness to Thee, 
That each departing day 

Henceforth may see 
Some work of love begun, 
Some deed of kindness done, 
Some wanderer sought and won, 

Something for Thee. 
All that I am and have — 

Thy gifts so free — 
Ever, in joy or grief, 

My Lord, for Thee ; 
And when Thy face I see, 
My ransomed soul shall be, 
Through all eternity, 

Something for Thee. 

S. Dryden Phelps, 1862. 
A. J. Gordon. 

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On Thy bosom let me lean, 
Saviour, present though unseen; 
Naught of grief or pain or care, 
Hurts me while reclining there. 
In the Father's bosom Thou 
Rested'st once, but callest now 
Sinners, by Thy blood made nigh, 
On Thy gracious breast to lie. 



Heart of God's own heart of love, 
Center of all hearts above, 
Wondrous grace vouchsafed to me 
Near, so near Thy heart to be. 
Jesus, grant me by Thy grace 
At Thy marriage feast a place, 
Where, in wedding garments dressed, 



I may in Thy bosom rest. 

A.J. Gordon, 



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lesus ! Jesus ! Jesus ! 

Sing aloud the Name ; 
Till it softly, slowly, 

Sets all hearts aflame. 
Jesus ! Name of cleansing, 

Washing all our stains ; 
Jesus ! Name of healing, 

Balm for all our pains. 
Jesus ! Name of boldness, — 

Making cowards brave : 
Name ! that in the battle, 

Certainly must save. 



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Jesus ! Name of vict'iy, 

Stretching far away, 
Right across earth's war-fields. 

To the plains of day. 
Jesus ! Name of beauty. 

Beauty far too bright 
For our earth-bound fancy, 

For our mortal sight. 
Jesus ! be our joy-note 

In this vale of tears : 
Till we reach the Home-land. 

And th' eternal years. 

Llanthony Abbey Hymns. 
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" The love of Christ constraineth us. 



2 Cor. 



My blessed Saviour, is Thy love 

So great, so full, so free ? 
Behold. I give my love, my heart, 

My life, my all, to Thee. 
I love Thee for the glorious worth 

Which in Thyself I see : 
I love Thee for that shameful cross 

Thou hast endured for me. 
Though in the very form of God 

With heavenly glory crown'd, 



Thou wouldst partake of human flesh 

Beset with troubles round. 
Thou wouldst like wretched man be made 

In everything but sin. 
That we as like Thee might become 

As we unlike had been. 
Like Thee in faith, in meekness, love, 

In even* beauteous grace : 
From glory thus to glory changed. 

As we behold Thy face. 

'joh?iS. B. 



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LAUDES DOMINI. P. M. 



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When morning gilds the skies, 
My heart awaking cries, 

May Jesus Christ be praised : 
Alike at work and prayer, 
To Jesus I repair ; 

May Jesus Christ be praised. 

To Thee, O God, above, 
I cry with glowing love, 

May Jesus Christ be praised 
This song of sacred joy, 
It never seems to cloy : 

May Jesus Christ be praised. 

Does sadness fill my mind, 
A solace here I find ; 

May Jesus Christ be praised 
Or fades my earthly bliss, 
My comfort still is this : 

May Jesus Christ be praised. 



When evil thoughts molest, 
With this I shield my breast : 

May Jesus Christ be praised : 
The powers of darkness fear. 
When this sweet chant I hear : 

May Jesus Christ be praised. 

When sleep her balm denies, 
My silent spirit sighs, 

May Jesus Christ be praised : 
The night becomes as day, 
When from the heart we say. 

May Jesus Christ be praised. 

Be this, while life is mine, 
My canticle divine, 

May Jesus Christ be praised: 
Be this the eternal song, 
Through all the ages long, 

May Jesus Christ be praised. 

E. Caswall, tr. 1849. 



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2 Jesus ! name decreed of old 
To the maiden-mother told, 
Kneeling in her lowly cell, 
By the angel Gabriel. 

3 Jesus ! name of priceless worth 
To the fallen sons of earth, 
For the promise that it gave, 

" Jesus shall His people save." 

EUDOXIA. 6. 5. 



4 Jesus ! only name that 's given 
Under all the mighty heaven, 
Whereby man, to sin enslaved, 
Bursts his fetters and is saved. 

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Human name of God above ; 
Pleading only this we flee, 
Helpless, O our God, to Thee. 

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Ev'ry knee shall bow, 
Ev'ry tongue confess Him 
King of Glory now. 

2 'Tis the Father's pleasure 

We should call Him Lord, 
Who from the beginning, 
Was the mighty Word. 

3 In your hearts enthrone Him ; 

There let Him subdue 
All that is not holy, 
All that is not true. 



4 Crown Him as your Captain, 

In temptation's hour ; 
Let His will enfold you 
In its light and power. 

5 Brothers, this Lord Jesus 

Shall return again, 
With His Father's glory, 
With His angel train. 

6 For all wreaths of empire 

Meet upon His brow : 
And our hearts confess Him 
King of Glory now. 

Caroline M. Noel. 1887. 



PRAISE TO CHRIST. 



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Oh, could I sound the glories forth, 

Which in my Saviour shine ! 
I'd soar, and touch the heav'nly strings, 
And vie with Gabriel while he sings 

In notes almost divine. 

2 I'd sing the precious blood He spilt, 
My ransom from the dreadful guilt 

Of sin and wrath divine ! 
I'd sing His glorious righteousness 
In which all-perfect, heavenly dress 

My soul shall ever shine. 



3 I'd sing the characters He bears, 
And all the forms of love He wears, 

Exalted on His throne : 
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
I would to everlasting days 

Make all His glories known. 

4 Well, the delightful day will come, 
When my dear Lord will bring me home, 

And I shall see His face : 
Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
A blest eternity I'll spend, 

Triumphant in His grace. 

Samuel Medley \ 1789. 



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1 Jesus, Thy name I love, 
All other names above, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
Oh, Thou art all to me ! 
Nothing to please I see. 
Nothing apart from Thee, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 

2 Thou blessed Son of God, 
Hast bought me with Thy blood 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
Oh, how great is Thy love, 
All other loves above, 
Love that I daily prove, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 



1/ By per. Her 

And give him a name which is above every 7iame 

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When unto Thee I flee, 
Thou wilt my refuge be, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
What need I now to fear ? 
What earthly grief or care, 
Since Thou art ever near, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 

Soon Thou wilt come again ! 
I shall be happy then, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
Then Thine own face I '11 see, 
Then I shall like Thee be, 
Then evermore with Thee, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 

James G. Deck, 1837. 



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2 Deep in His heart for us 
The wound of love He bore : 

That love, which still He kindles in 
The hearts that Him adore. 

3 O Jesus, victim blest,- 
What else but love divine, 

Could Thee constrain to open thus, 
That sacred heart of Thine. 



4 O Fount of endless life, 
O Spring of waters clear, 

O Flame celestial cleansing all, 
Who unto Thee draw near. 

5 Hide me in Thy dear heart, 
For thither do I fly; 

There seek Thy grace thro' life in death, 
Thine immortality. 

Breviary, tr. E. Caswall. 1849. 



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How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 

In a believer's ear ! 
It sooths his sorrows, heals his wounds, 

And drives away his fear. 

It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
And calms the troubled breast ; 

'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And to the weary, rest. 

Dear Name ! the Rock on which I build, 
My Shield and Hiding-place, 

My never failing Treasury, filled 
With boundless stores of grace. 



HEBRON. L. M. 



Jesus ! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, 
My Prophet, Priest, and King; 

My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
Accept the praise I bring. 

Weak is the effort of my heart, 
And cold my warmest thought ; 

But when I see Thee as Thou art, 
I'll praise Thee as I ought. 

Till then I would Thy love proclaim 

With every fleeting breath ; 
And may the music of Thy name 

Refresh my soul in death. 

John Newton, 1779. 



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[ My dear Redeemer, and my Lord, 
I read my duty in Thy word ; 
But in Thy life the law appears, 
Drawn out in living chararters. 

2 Such was Thy truth and such Thy zeal, 
Such deference to Thy Father's will, 
Such love, and meekness so divine, 
I would transcribe and make them mine 



"Leaving us an example." 1 Pet: 21. 



I 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air 
Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer ; 
The desert Thy temptations knew, 
Thy conflict and Thy victory too. 

Be Thou my pattern ; make me bear 
More of Thy gracious image here ; 
Then God, the Judge, shall own my name 
Among the followers of the Lamb. 

Isaac Watts, r/09. 



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1 When this passing world is done, 
When has sunk yon setting sun, 
When we stand with Christ in glory, 
Looking o'er life's finished story, 
Then, Lord, shall I fully know, 

Not till then, how much I owe. 

2 When I stand before the throne, 
Dressed in beauty, not my own, 
When I see Thee as Thou art, 

NONE BUT THEE. 8, 8, S, 3. 



''Therefore, brethren, -we are debtors." Rom. via. 12. 



Love Thee with unsinning heart, 
Then, Lord, shall I fully know, 
Not till then, how much I owe. 
Chosen not for good in me, 
Wakened up from wrath to flee, 
Hidden in the Saviour's side, 
By the Spirit sanctified. 
Teach me, Lord, on earth to show 
By my life how much I owe. 

Robert M. McCheyne. 

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" There is none on earth that I desire beside Thee:' Ps. lxxiii: 25. 



None on earth, and none in heaven, 

Blessed Lord, I see ; 
None to fill my soul's deep yearning, 

None but Thee ! 
Lamb of God, the altar filling, 

Thou hast set me free : 
Free from sin and self to live for 

None but Thee ! 
Thou, whose glory fills the heavens, 

Thou dost dwell in me : 
None, henceforth, my heart shall welcome 
None but Thee ! 



Storms may beat, and friends forsake me, 

Straight to Thee I flee, — 
Shelter sore for weary pilgrims, 

None but Thee ! 
All in all, Eternal Treasure, 

Thine the glory be, 
Mine to own in earth and heaven, 

None but Thee ! 
Hallelujahs sweetly blending ! 

Heaven and earth agree, 
Sounding through th' eternal ages, 
None but Thee ! 

Mrs. Samuel Smith. 1880. 



PENITENCE AND TRUST. 



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When heated in the chase; 
So longs my soul, O God, for Thee, 

And Thy refreshing grace. 

For Thee, my God, the living God, 

My thirsty soul doth pine ; 
Oh, when shall I behold Thy face, 

Thou Majesty divine? 

Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? 
Trust God, who will employ 

REDHEAD. 7s. 



My soul thirsteth for GodP Ps. xlii : 

His aid for thee, and change these sighs 
To thankful hymns of joy. 

God of our strength, how long shall I, 
Like one forgotten, mourn ? 

Forlorn, forsaken, and exposed 
To the oppressor's scorn? 

Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? 

Hope still, and thou shalt sing 
The praise of Him who is thy God, 

Thy health's eternal spring, 

Henry F. Lyte. 1834. 
Redhead. 




1. Sinf ul,sighing to be blest ; Weary .waiting for my rest ; 

Bound.and longing to be free ; God be merciful to me. Amen. 




Goodness I have none to plead, 

Sinfulness in all I see, 
I can only bring my need ; 

God be merciful to me. 

Broken heart and downcast eyes 
Dare not lift themselves to Thee 

Yet Thou canst interpret sighs; 
God be merciful to me. 

From this sinful heart of mine 
To Thy bosom I would liee ; 



I am not my own but Thine ; 
God be merciful to me. 

There is One beside the Throne, 
And my only hope and plea 

Are in Him, and Him alone ; 
God be merciful to me. 

He my cause will undertake, 

My Interpreter will be ; 
He 's my all; and for His sake 

God be merciful to me. 

/. S. B. Monsell. 1870 



PEXIT ENCE AND TRUST. 
RUTHERFORD. 7s, 6s, 81. 



Charles D'Urhan. 



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1 I need Thee, precious Jesus. 

For I am full of sin ; 
My soul is dark and guilty. 

My heart is dead within : 
I need the cleansing fountain 

Where I can always flee, 
The blood of Christ most precious, 

The sinner's perfect plea. 

2 I need Thee, blessed Jesus, 

For I am very poor ; 
A stranger and a pilgrim, 

I have no earthly store : 
I need the love of Jesus 

To cheer me on my way, 
To guide my doubting footsteps, 

To be my strength and stay. 

BOWDOIN 

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I need Thee, blessed Jesus : 

I need a friend like Thee, — 
A friend to soothe and pity, 

A friend to care for me. 
I need the heart of Jesus 

To feel each anxious care, 
To tell my every trial. 
And all my sorrows share. 

I need Thee, blessed Jesus, 

And hope to see Thee soon, 
Encircled with the rainbow. 

And seated on Thy throne! 
There, with Thy blood-bought children, 

My joy shall ever be, 
To sing Thy praise, Lord Jesus, 

To gaze, my Lord, on Thee. 

Frederick White field, 1861. 
S. Hill. 




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When wilt Thou show Thy face ? 
Oh ! when our longings satisfy, 
And fill us with Thy grace ? 

2 We sinners, Lord, with earnest heart, 

With sighs and prayers and tears, 
To Thee our inmost cares impart, 
Our burdens and our fears. 







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' For He satisfieth the longing soul.' 



Around Thy Father's throne on high, 
All heaven Thy glory sings : 

And earth, for which Thou cam'st to die, 
Loud with Thy praises rings. 

Dear Lord ! to Thee our prayers ascend : 
Our eyes Thy face would see : 

Oh ! let our weary wanderings end, 
Our spirits rest in Thee ! 

Bernard of Clairvaux ; tr. by R. P. Dunn, 1S58. 



SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION 
THINE, THINE FOREVER. C. M. 



G. Smart. 




" / am thine : save me." Ps. cxix 

"Thine, Thine forever" — blessed bond 

That knits us, Lord, to Thee : 
May voice, and heart, and soul respond 

Amen, so let it be. 



2 When this world strikes its dulcet harp, 

And earth our heaven appears, 
Be " Thine forever," clear and sharp, 
God's trumpet in our ears. 

3 When sin in pleasure's soft disguise 

Would work us deadliest harm, 

May " Thine forever" from the skies 

Steal down and break the charm. 



4 When Satan flings his fiery darts 
Against our weary shield, 
May " Thine forever " in our hearts 
Forbid us faint or yield. 



5 Thine all along the flowery spring, 

Along the summer prime, 
Till autumn fades in welcoming 
The silver frost of time. 

6 "Thine, Thine forever," — body, soul, 

Henceforth devote to Thee, 
While everlasting ages roll : 
Amen, so let it be. 

Bishop E. H. Bickersteth, 1877. 



THY WAY AND NOT MINE. 




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2 Thy will and not mine ! 
To Thee I resign 

My spirit in cheerful subjection. 



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3 Thy life and not mine ! 



Why should I repine 
At sharing Thy cross and rejection? 

4 Thy merit, not mine ! 

In this shall I shine — 
The robe of Thy spotless perfection. 

A. J. Gordon, 1894., 



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"Your members as servants to righteousness unto holiness." 1 Rom. vi:i9. 



1 Take my life, and let it be 
Consecrated, Lord to Thee ; 
Take my moments and my days, 
Let them flow in ceaseless praise. 

2 Take my hands, and let them move 
At the impulse of Thy love ; 
Take my feet, and let them be 
Swift and beautiful for Thee. 

3 Take my voice, and let me sing 
Always, only, for my King ; 
Take my lips, and let them be 

. Filled with messages from Thee. 



ERNAN. L. M. 



4 Take my silver and my gold, 
Not a mite would I withhold ; 
Take my intellect, and use 
Every power as Thou shalt choose. 

5 Take my will, and make it Thine, 
It shall be no longer mine ; 
Take my heart, it is Thine own, 
It shall be Thy royal throne. 

6 Take my love, my Lord, I pour 

At Thy feet its treasure store ; 
Take myself, and I will be, 
Ever, only, all for Thee. 

Frances R. Havergal, 1858. 

Lowell Mason*. 



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Oh, touch my eyes that I may see 
In cloudless rapture Thy dear face ; 

And in that calm serenity, 

With patience run my glorious race. 

Oh, loose my tongue that I may tell, 
With burning words, to sinners lost, 

That Thou did'st come to seek and save, 
To purchase them at such a cost. 



Unstop my ears that I may hear 
The softest whisper of Thy love, 

To draw my heart from earthly things, 
And fix it on Thyself above. 

Release my feet that I may run 
The way of holiness divine : 

Held bv Thy hand I cannot fall, 

Filled with Thy life Til brightly shine. 
W. Spencer Walton, 1880. 



SURRENDER AND C O NS E C R A TI O N. 
LET ME COME CLOSER TO THEE, JESUS. Organist of Llanthony Abbey 




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" My soul followeth hard after Thee.' 1 ' 1 Ps. Ixiii: 
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i Let me come closer to Thee, Jesus, 
Oh ! closer day by day, 
Let me lean harder on Thee, Jesus, 
Yes, harder all the way. 

2 Let me show forth Thy beauty, Jesus, 

Like sunshine on the hills, 
Oh, let my lips pour forth Thy sweetness 
In joyous, sparkling rills. 

3 Yes, like a fountain, precious Jesus, 

Make me and let me be ; 



Keep me and use me daily, Jesus, 
For Thee, for only Thee. 

4 In all my heart and will, O Jesus, 
Be altogether King; 

Make me a loyal subject, Jesus, 
To Thee in everything. 

5 Thirsting and hung'ringfor Thee, Jesus, 
With blessed hunger here, 

Longing for home on Zion's mountain, 
No thirst, no hunger there. 

Llanthony Abbey Hymns. 
C R. Dunbar. 

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" Yield yourselves tinto God." Rom. vi: 13. 



1 My life, my love, I give to Thee, 

Thou Lamb of God who died for me ; 
O may I ever faithful be, 
My Saviour and my God ! 

2 I now believe Thou dost receive, 

Since Thou my heart dost bid me give 



may I ever faithful live, 
My Saviour and my God ! 

3 O Christ who died on Calvary 

To save my soul and make it free, 

1 consecrate my life to Thee, 

My Saviour and my God ! 

C E. Hudson, TS90. 



SURRENDER 

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AND CONSECRATION. 



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lust increase, but I must decrease, 

i Jesus Christ, grow Thou in me, 
And all things else recede ; 
My heart be daily nearer Thee, 
From sin be daily freed. 

2 Each day, let Thy supporting might 

My weakness still embrace ; 
My darkness vanish in Thy light ; 
Thy life my death efface. 

3 In Thy bright beams, which on me fall 

Fade every evil thought ; 



John iii : 30. 

That I am nothing, Thou art all, 
I would be daily taught. 



4 Make this poor self grow less and less, 
Be Thou my life and aim ; 

O, make me daily, through Thy grace, 
More worthy of Thy Name. 

5 Let faith in Thee and in Thy might 
My every motive move ; 

Be Thou alone my soul's delight, 

My passion and my love. 
Rev.Johann Caspar Lav ater (1741 — 1801), 1780. 



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"Continue ye in my lo- 

Father, to Thee I come, 
Owning how weak I am ; 
Grant Thy sustaining arm, 
Lead me, I pray. 

More of Thy love I 'd have ; 
Nearer to Thee would live ; 
Earnest heart-service give, 
Day after day. 



v' John xv : 9. 

3 When I shall tempted be, 
Nothing but clouds can see, 
Strengthen my trust in Thee, 

Let me not stray. 

4 When comes that final night, 
Ere faith is changed to sight ; 
Be Thou the perfect light, 

Leading to day. 

Ella Wolcott. 



1874. 



SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. 
ST. SYLVESTER. 8s, 7s. 



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1 None but Christ ; His merit hides me, 

He was faultless, I am fair ; 
None but Christ, His wisdom guides me, 
He was out-cast, I 'm His care. 

2 None but Christ; His Spirit seals me, 

Gives me freedom with control ; 
None but Christ, His bruising heals me, 
And His sorrow soothes my soul. 



3 None but Christ; His life sustains me, 

Strength and song to me He is ; 
None but Christ, His love constrains me, 
He is mine and I am His. 

4 His while living, His when dying, 

His at judgment's solemn tryst; 
E'en in heaven, on Him relying, 
I will boast of none but Christ. 

Mrs. Anne R. Cousin. 



GORTON. S. M. 



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1 Jesus, I live to Thee, 

The loveliest and best ; 
My life in Thee, Thy life in me, 
In Thy blest love I rest. 

2 Jesus, I die to Thee, 

Whenever death shall come ; 
To die in Thee is life to me, 
In my eternal home. 



3 Whether to live or die, 

I know not which is best ; 
To live in Thee is bliss to me, 
To die is endless rest. 

4 Living or dying, Lord, 

I ask but to be Thine ; 
My life in Thee, Thy life in me, 
Makes Heaven forever mine. 

Rev. Henry Harbaugh. 1850. 



SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. 
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My Jesus, as Thou wilt : 

Oh. may Thy will be mine : 
Into Thy hand of love 

I would my all resign ; 
Through sorrow or through joy, 

Conduct me as Thine own. 
And help me still to say, 

My Lord, Thy will be done. 

Mv Jesus, as Thou wilt : 

If needy here and poor, 
Give me Thy people's bread, 

Their portion rich and sure. 
The manna of Thy Word 

Let my soul feed upon : 
And if all else should fail, 

My Lord, Thy will be done. 



3 My Jesus, as Thou wilt: 

Though seen through many a tear, 
Let not my star of hope 

Grow dim or disappear. 
Since Thou on earth hast wept 

And sorrowed oft alone. 
If I must weep with Thee, 

My Lord, Thy will be done. 

4 My Jesus, as Thou wilt : 

All shall be well for me ; 
Each changing future scene 

I gladly trust with Thee. 
Straight to my home above, 

I travel calmly on. 
And sing, in life or death. 

My Lord, Thy will be done. 

Rev. Benjamin Schmolke ( 1672 — 1737), 1716. 
Tr. by Miss Jane Borthwick (1825— ), J853. Ab- 



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Your Lord and Master." John xiii : 



Dear Lord and Master mine ! 

Thy happy servant see ; 
My Conqueror ! with what joy divine 

Thy captive clings to Thee ! 

I would not walk alone, 

But still with Thee, my God, 

At every step my blindness own, 
And ask of Thee the road. 

The weakness I enjoy 

That casts me on Thy breast ; 

ST. AGNES. 




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Make me divinely blest. 

Dear Lord and Master mine ! 

Still keep Thy servant true ; 
My Guardian and my Guide divine ! 

Bring, bring Thy pilgrim through. 

My Conqueror and my King ! 

Still keep me in Thy train ; 
And with Thee Thy glad captive bring 

When Thou return'st to reign. 
Thos. H. Gill. 



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And staff will comfort me. 

2 Though fierce temptations lie in wait, 

What need have I to care ? 

Thou wilt not suffer them to hurt 

Beyond my strength to bear. 

3 What storms may beat, what burdens fall, 

My soul would not avoid ; 



Who follows Thee, O Lord, may be 
Cast down, but not destroyed. 

4 Though over steep and rugged ways 

My weary feet be brought, 
Still following where Thy footprints lead, 
I take no anxious thought. 

5 Oh, perfect peace ! oh, endless rest! 

No care, no vain alarms ; 
Beneath my every cross I find 
The Everlasting Arms. 

Miss H. O. Knowlton. 



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" He must increase, /must decrease.'' 1 John iii: 30. 



Oh ! the bitter | shame and sorrow, 

That a time could | ever be, 
When I let the | Saviour's pity 
Plead in | vain, and proudly answered, 

" All of self, and none of Thee." 

Yet He found me : | I beheld Him 
Bleeding on th' ac | cursed tree, 
Heard Him pray,"Forlgive them, Father!" 
And my | wistful heart said faintly : 
" Some of self, and some of Thee." 

PAX DEI. lOs. lOs. 



Day by day His | tender mercy, 
Healing, helping, | full and free, 

Sweet and strong, and | ah ! so patient ! 

Brought me | lower, while I whispered: 
" Less of self, and more of Thee." 

Higher than the | highest heavens, 

Deeper than the | deepest sea, 
Lord, Thy love at | last hath conquered: 
Grant me | now my soul's desire : 
" None of self, and all of Thee." 

Theodore Monod, 1870. 
Arthur Sullivan. 




Thou -wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on Thee." Isa. xxvi: 

1 Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin : 
The blood of Jesus whispers peace within. 

2 Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties pressed : 
To do the will of Jesus, this is rest. 

3 Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round • 
On Jesus' bosom nought but calm is found. 

4 Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown : 
Jesus we know, and He is on the throne. 

5 Peace, perfect peace, death shadowing us and ours : 
Jesus has vanquished death and all its powers. 

6 It is enough : earth's struggles soon shall cease, 
And Jesus call us to heaven's perfect peace. 

Bishop E. H. Bicker steth, 187* 



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From His dwelling-place above. 

2 With us when we toil in sadness, 

Sowing much and reaping none ; 
Telling us that in the future 
Golden harvests shall be won. 



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With us when the storm is sweeping 
O'er our pathway dark and drear; 

Waking hope within our bosoms, 
Stilling every anxious fear. 

With us in the lonely valley, 

When we cross the chilling stream, 

Lighting up the steps to glory 
With salvation's radiant beam. 

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2 Pray, always pray; beneath sin's heavy load 
Prayer sees the blood from Jesus' side that flowed. 

3 Pray, always pray; though weary, faint, and lone, 
Prayer nestles by the Father's shelt'ring throne. 

4 Pray, always pray ; amid the world's turmoil 
Prayer keeps the heart at rest, and nerves for toil. 

5 Pray, always pray ; if joys thy pathway throng, 
Prayer strikes the harp, and sings the angel's song. 

6 All earthly things with earth shall fade away ; 
Prayer grasps eternity ; pray, always pray 



E. H. Bickerstetk. 1861. 



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Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace" Heb. iv: 16. 
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1 From every stormy wind that blows, 
From every swelling tide of woes, 
There is a calm, a sure retreat, 

'T is found beneath the mercy-seat 

2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
The oil of gladness on our heads, 

A place than all beside more sweet; 
It is the blood-stained mercy-seat. 

3 There is a spot where spirits blend, 
Where friend holds fellowship with friend; 
Though sundered far, by faith they meet 
Around the common mercy-seat. 

FEDERAL STREET. L. M. 

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Ah ! whither could we flee for aid, 
When tempted, desolate, dismayed ? 
Or how the hosts of hell defeat, 
Had suffering saints no mercy-seat ? 
There, there, on eagle wings we soar, 
And time, and sense, seem all no more ; 
And heaven comes down our souls to 
And glory crowns the mercy-seat, [greet, 
Oh let my hand forget her skill, 
My tongue be silent, cold and still, 
This bounding heart forget to beat, 
If I forget the mercy-seat ! 

Hugh Stowell, 1 83 1. 

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And change anxiety to prayer. 

2 Hast thou a hope with which thy heart 
Would almost feel it death to part ? 
Entreat thy God thy hope to crown, 
Or give thee strength tc lay it down. 



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Hast thou a friend whose image dear 
May prove an idol worshipped here ? 
Implore the Lord that nought may be 
A shadow between heaven and thee. 



Whate'er the care that breaks thy rest, 
Whate'er the wish that swells thy breast, 
Spread before God that wish, that care, 
And change anxiety to prayer. 

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2 Jesus say "Peace be still," 

For Thou art surely here ; 

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Our waiting spirits cheer. 

3 The " two or three" are here, 

And Thou art in the midst; 
We wait with open ear 

To do whate'er Thou bidst. 



4 Command our yielded will, 

Control our willing heart ; 
With Thy dear presence fill 
Our being's every part. 

5 Jesus, Thou joy of joys, 

All bliss we find in Thee ; 
Earth's treasures seem but toys 
Except Thy face I see. 

6 We yield to Thee our all 

We take Thy all as ours ; 
Now, Spirit, on us fall 

With all Thy quickening powers. 

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i Jesus, lover of my soul, 

Let me to Thy bosom fly 
While the billows near me roll. 

While the tempest still is high ; 
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 

Till the storm of life is past ; 
Safe into the haven guide ; 

Oh, receive my soul at last ! 



Other refuge have I none ; 

Hangs my helpless soul on Thee 
Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 

Still support and comfort me. 
All my trust on Thee is stayed ; 

All my help from Thee I bring ; 
Cover my defenceless head 

With the shadow of Thy wing. 



As Christ also hath loved us.'' Eph. v : 2. 



3 Thou, O Christ ! art all I want ; 

More than all in Thee I find ; 
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 

Heal the sick and lead the blind. 
Just and holy is Thy name, 

I am all unrighteousness ; 
Vile and full of sin I am, 

Thou art full of truth and grace. 



Plenteous grace with Thee is found, — 

Grace to pardon all my sin ; 
Let the healing streams abound, 

Make and keep me pure within ; 
Thou of life the fountain art, 

Freely let me take of Thee ; 
Spring Thou up within my heart, 

Rise to all eternity. 

Charles Wesley, 1740- 



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Still all our prayer shall be, 
Nearer, O God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee ! 

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We too are borne, 
Planting our steps in His, 

Weary and worn ; 
There even let us be 
Nearer, O God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee ! 

If Thou the cup of pain 

Givest to drink, 
Let not the trembling lip 

From the draught shrink 
So by our woes to be 
Nearer, O God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee ! 



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4 Though the great battle rage 
Hotly around, 

Still where our Captain fights 

Let us be found ; 
Through toils and strife to be 
Nearer, O God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee ! 

5 When, our course finished, we 

Breathe our last breath, 
Entering the shadowy 

Valley of death ; 
There even shall we be 
Nearer, O God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee ! 

6 And when Thou, Lord, once more 

Glorious shalt come, 
Oh ! for a dwelling-place, 

In Thy bright home ! 
Through all eternity 
Nearer, O God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee ! 

Bishop W. W. How, 1876. 
Lowell Mason. 



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Inly I sigh for Thy repose : 
My heart is pained, nor can it be 
At rest till it find rest in Thee. 

2 Is there a thing beneath the sun [share ? 

That strives with Thee my heart to 
Ah ! tear it thence, and reign alone, 

The Lord of every motion there. 
Then shall my heart from earth be free, 
When it hath found repose in Thee. 



IV/iom have I in heaven but thee?" 1 Ps. lxxiii: 25. 



3 Oh, hide this self from me, that I 

No more, but Christ in me, ma 
live ; 
My vile affections crucify, 

Nor let one darling lust survive; 
In all things nothing may I see, 
Nothing desire, or seek, but Thee. 

4 Each moment draw from earth away 

My heart that lowly waits Thy call ; 
Speak to my inmost soul, and say, 

I am thy love, thy God, thy all : 
To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice, 
To taste Thy love, be all my choice. 

Gerard Tersteegen, 1731, tr. by John Wesley, 1739. 



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Thy home at His dear feet. 

2 When Satan tracks thy lonely way, 

There his ten ptations meet ; 
In Jesus' presence watch and pray, 
Yea, conquer at His feet. 



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With Christ the cross is sweet: 
The " little while" will soon be gone ; 

Keep only at His feet. 

Bride of the Lamb, forget the past, 

Prepare thy Lord to greet : 
'T is thine to share His throne, and cast 

Thy crown before His feet. 



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Thou art in the midst of foes ; 

" Watch and pray." 
Principalities and powers, 

Mustering their unseen array, 
Wait for thy unguarded hours : 

"Watch and pray." 
Gird thy heavenly armour on, 

Wear it ever night and day ; 
Ambush'd lies the evil one ; 

" Watch and pray." 

LABAN. S. M. 



unto prayer." 1 Pet. iv: 7. 

4 Hear the victors whoo'ercame ; 

Still they mark each warrior's way ; 
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" Watch and pray." 

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Him thou lovest to obey ; 
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" Watch and pray." 

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My soul, be on thy guard, 

Ten thousand foes arise ; 
And hosts of sin are pressing hard 

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Oh, watch, and fight, and pray ! 

The battle ne'er give o'er ; 
Renew it boldly every day, 

And help divine implore. 



Ne'er think the victory won, 

Nor lay thine armor down : 
Thine arduous work will not be done, 

Till thou obtain thy crown. 
Fight on, my soul, till death 

Shall bring thee to thy God ! 
He'll take thee at thy parting brsatr., 

Up to His blest abode. 

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Should not the servant tread it still ? 
Go. labour on : 'tis not for nought : 

Thy earthly loss is heav'nly gain : 
Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee 
not ; 

The Master praises ; — what are men? 

Go, labour on while it is day. 

The world's dark night is hast'ning on: 
Speed, speed thy work, cast sloth away : 

It is not thus that souls are won. 

ST. CRISPIN. L. M. 



Men die in darkness at your side, 

Without a hope to cheer the tomb 
Take up the torch and wave it wide. 
The torch that lights time's thickest 
gloom. 
5 Toil on, faint not. keep watch and pray : 
Be wise the erring soul to win ; 
Go forth into the world's highway, 
Compel the wanderer to come in. 
I 6 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice : 

For toil comes rest, for exile home : 
Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's 
The midnight cry,Behold I come.[voiq^ 
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Firm on the Rock, and strong in Thee % 



O give Thine own sweet rest to me, 

That I may speak with soothing pow'r 
A word in season, as from Thee, 

To weary ones in needful hour. 
O use me. Lord, use even me, 

JustasThou wilt,and when, and where; 
Until Thy blessed face I see. 

Thy rest. Thy joy, Thy glory share. 

Frances Ridley Haver gal, 1858. 



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: This is the day of toil 

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This is the day of service true, 
But resting cometh soon. Cho. 

2 Serve we our God in faith, 

No work for Him is vain ; 
Blessed and holy is the toil, 
And infinite the gain. Cho. 

3 Spend and be spent would we. 

While lasteth time's brief day ; 

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No turning back in coward fear, 
No lingering by the way. Cho. 

4 Onward we press in haste, 

Upward our journey still ; 
Ours is the path the Master trod 
Through good report and ill. Cho. 

5 The way may rougher grow, 

The weariness increase, 
We gird our loins and hasten on — 
The end, the end is peace. Cho. 

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Sins, temptations, bitter woes, 
Yet o'er all our Saviour rose 

Conqueror for aye ! 

5 Chariot-wheels are coming near, 
Soon the Bridegroom will be here, 



tip his cross and follow me." Mark viii : 34. 
Then His saints with Him appear, 
Clothed in spotless white. 

4 Oh ! it's worth a lifelong fight, 
Worth the toil in darkest night, 
There to dwell in realms of light, 

There in full to rest. 

5 Onward, then, with joy and song ; 
Though the fight be hard and strong, 
Heaven's rest will come e'er long, 

Ev'ry toil be done. 

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And the hot day's work is done. 

Lay it by. 

2 Sharp its edge : oh use it well ! 
Strong against the strongest spell, 
Ever framed in earth or hell, 

It will prove. 

3 Weapon of the true and just 
Trust it strongly, warrior, trust ; 
Keep it free from earthly rust : 

Win it must. 



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4 Strike for God and let each blow 
Tell on Satan's overthrow : 

Be the ruin of a foe : 
Strike for God ! 

5 Sword of God, thy power we hail ; 
He who has thee cannot fail, 

He who trusts thee must prevail, 

Mighty sword ! 

6 Till the warfare shall be done, 
Till the victory be won, 

Till the triumph be begun, 
Grasp we thee 

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Strong in the strength which God 

Through His eternal Son. 

Strong in the Lord of hosts 

And in His mighty power, 
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts 

Is more than conqueror. • 



Stand then in His great might, 
With all His strength endued, 

And take, to arm you for the fight, 
The panoply of God : 

That, having all things done, 

And all your conflicts past, 
You may o'ercome through Christ alone, 

And stand entire at last. 

Charles Wesley, 1749. 



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While all around him waves the golden grain 
And to each servant does the Master say, 

" Go, work to-day." 

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Claim the high calling angels cannot share, 
To young and old the gospel-gladness bear; 
Redeem the time ; its hours too swiftly fly, 
The night draws nigh ! 

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The enemy is watching night and day, 
To sow the tares, to snatch the seed away; 
While we in sleep our duty have forgot, 
He slumbered not. 

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No arm so weak but may do service here ; 
By hands the feeblest can our God fulfill 
His righteous will. 

5 Come, labour on ! 

No time for rest, till glows the western sky, 
While the long shadows o'er our pathway lie, 
Andaglad sound comes with the setting sun: 
" Servants, well done !" 

6 Come, labour on ! 

The toil is pleasant, and the harvest sure, 
Blessed are those who to the end endure ; 
How full their joy, how deep their rest shall 
O Lord, with Thee ! [ be, 

H. L. Ladds, 1888. 
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All Thy woe and work are past, — 
Yielding up Thy soul at last : 

2 May we in Thy sorrows share, 
And for Thee all peril dare, 
And enjoy Thy tender care : 



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Live in us in mercy still; 
All Thy holy work fulfil ; 
Satisfy Thy loving will : 
Brighten all our heavenward way, 
With an ever holier ray, 
Till we pass to perfect day. 

S. B. Pollock, 1870. 



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Now and evermore. 
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Not to man the fame; 
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By a cloud encompassed, 

Witnesses above; 
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Precious ones we love ; 
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Mounts the battle thrill. 
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Where the Captain will. Cho. 

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That the Master trod, 
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Like the Son of God. 
To the end enduring, 

Armor ne'er laid down 
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To the blood-bought Crown. Cho. 

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1 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, 

And press with vigor on ; 
A heav'nly race demands thy zeal, 
And an immortal crown. 

2 A cloud of witnesses around 



Heb. xii : 2. 



Forget the steps already trod, 
And onward urge thy way. 

'Tis God's all-animating voice 
That calls thee from on high ; 



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'T is His own hand presents the prize 

To thine aspiring eye ; 
That prize, with peerless glories bright, 

Which shall new lustre boast, [gems 
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Shall blend in common dust. 



Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee, 

Have I my race begun ; 
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I '11 lay my honors down. 

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That lives, no more to die. 
O precious cross ! O glorious crown ! 

O resurrection day ! 
Ye angels, from the stars come down, 

And bear my soul away. 

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Shill be near My throne. 

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Routing the hosts of night. Cho. 

2 Fear not the din of battle, 

Follow where He has trod 
Perfecting strength in weakness — 
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With Jesus as your Fellow, 
To Jesus as your Head ! 

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As Jesus did for men : 

O happy if ye hunger 
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The cross that Jesus carried 
He carried as your due : 

The crown that Jesus weareth 
He weareth it for you. 



4 The trials that beset you, 
The sorrows ye endure, 

The manifold temptations 
That death alone can cure. 

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Of right celestial worth ? 

What are they but the ladder 
Set up to heaven on earth ? 

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Look upward to the skies, 

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Shall win so great a prize. 
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1 Onward , Christian soldiers, 

Marching as to war, 
With the cross of Jesus 

Going on before. 
Christ the royal Master, 

Leads against the foe ; 
Forward into battle, 

See, His banners go. Cho. 

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Moves the Church of God ; 
Brothers, we are treading 

Where the saints have trod; 
We are not divided, 

AH one body we, 
One in hope and doctrine, 

One in charity. Cho. 



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Constant will remain ; 
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In the triumph-song ; 
Glory, laud, and honor, 

Unto Christ the King ; 
This through countless ages, 

Men and angels sine;. Cho. 



S. Baring-Gould, 1865. 



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Thy name, O Jesus, be for ever blest. 

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bold, * [old, 

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And win, with them, the victor's crown 

of gold. 

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farthest coast, 
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countless host, 
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Bitter the cup of woe, 
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Christ's sufferings shared below. 

Bright is their glory now, 
Boundless their joy above. 



Where, on the bosom of their God, 
They rest in perfect love. 

4 Lord, may that grace be ours, 

Like them in faith to bear 
All that of sorrow, grief, or pain 
May be our portion here. 

5 Enough if Thou at last 

The word of blessing give, 
And let us rest beneath Thy feet, 
Where saints and angels live. 

Henry IV. Baker, 1852, 



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We are His alone. 



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1 In the hour of trial, 

Jesus pray for me ; 
Lest by base denial, 

I depart from Thee. 
When Thou see'st me waver, 

With a look recall, 
Nor for fear or favor, 

Suffer me to fall. 

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Would this vain world charm ; 
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Spread to work me harm ; 
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Sad Gethsemane, 
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Cross-crowned Calvary. 



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Sorrow, toil, and woe ; 
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On my path below : 
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Fail Thy hand to see ; 
Grant that I may ever 

Cast my care on Thee. 

4 When my last hour cometh, 

Fraught with strife and pain, 
When my dust returneth 

To the dust again ; 
On Thy truth relying 

Through that mortal strife, 
Jesus, take me, dying, 

To eternal life. Amen. 

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i Much in sorrow, oft in woe, 
Onward, Christians, onward go ; 
Fight the fight and worn with strife 
Steep with tears the bread of life. 

2 Onward, Christians, onward go ; 
Join the war, and face the foe ; 
Faint not ; much doth yet remain ; 
Dreary is the long campaign- 

3 Let your drooping hearts be glad; 
March, in heavenly armor clad ; 



Fight, nor think the battle long; 
Victory soon shall tune your song. 
Let not sorrow dim your eye, 
Soon shall every tear be dry ; 
Let not woe your course impede ; 
Great your strength, if great your need. 
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Christian soldiers, onward go ! 



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Sheds the secret tear, 
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Though none else be near. 

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All thy wants He knows, 
Feels the pains that grieve thee, 
Sees thy hidden woes. 

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When, by tempests driven, 
Heart and courage fail. 

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In this world below, 
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We in heaven shall know ; 

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In the realms above, 
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Fills us with His love. Amen. 



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Be wholly thine. 
May thy rich grace impart 
Strength to my fainting heart, 

My zeal inspire ; 
As thou hast died for me, 
Oh, may my love to thee 
Pure, warm, and changless be 

A living fire. 

CAPETOWN 7s, 5. 




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Behold the Lamb of God! " John 1 : 36. 

3 While life's dark maze I tread, 
And griefs around me spread, 

Be thou my guide ; 
Bid darkness turn to day, 
Wipe sorrow's tears away, 
Nor let me ever stray 

From thee aside. 

4 When ends life's transient dream, 
When death's cold, sullen stream 

Shall o'er me roll, 
Blest Saviour, then, in love, 
Fear and distrust remove; 
Oh, bear me safe above, 

A ransomed soul. 

Ray Palmer, 1830. 
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With Thy love's perpetual ray: 
Grant us every closing day 

Light at evening-time. 

2 Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep, 
Who Thy Father's rlock dost keep, 
Safe we wake and safe we sleep, 

Guarded still by Thee. 

3 In Thy promise firm we stand, 
None can pluck us from Thy hand, 



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We will follow Thee. 

4 Father, draw us to Thy Son, 
We with joy will follow on, 
Till the work of grace is done, 

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5 We in robes of glory dressed 
Join the assembly of the blest, 
Gathered to eternal rest. 

In the fold with Thee. 

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O ! while Thou dost smile upon me, 
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Show Thy face, and all is bright. 

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Heaven's eternal day's before thee; 

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When Thy Presence, O my God, 
Brighter is than I can see, 

Shadow on the heavenward roatf, 
Let me find my shade in Thee. 



Weary ways, and hours unblest : 
Shadow of the Rock, beneath 
Thee alone are joy and rest, 

Till the race of life be run, 
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CLING TO THE MIGHTY ONE. 6,4. 



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Cling in thy pain ; 
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He speaketh peace : 
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Anguish shall cease. 
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Cling to His side ; 
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In Him abide ; 
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Hope shall arise ; 
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Joy lights thine eyes. 

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Thine forever may we be, 
Here and in eternity. 
Thine forever ! oh, how blest 
They who find in Thee their rest ; 
Saviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend, 
Oh ; defend us to the end. 



Thine forever! Saviour, keep 
These Thy frail and trembling sheep ; 
Safe alone beneath Thy care, 
Let us all Thy goodness share. 
Thine forever! Thou, our Guide, 
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All our sins by Thee forgiven, 
Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. 

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Guide us by Thy hand 

To our fatherland. 



2 If the way be drear, 

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Of peace for evermore ; 
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Her longing eyes are blest, 
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On high may dwell with Thee. 

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Which is the Church of tlie living God." I Tim. iii 



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2 Lo. in thy bosom lies 

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At light from yonder page. 

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All blessed gospel lore ; 
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Thou hast it evermore. [Heav*n, 

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And scorhng tongues deride ; 
Love of God*s Word finds surer ground 
When to the utmost tried. 

5 God's Spirit in the Church, 

Still lives unspent, untired, 
Inspiring hearts that fain would search 
The truths Himself inspired. 

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Amongst us as of old ; 
Dispel the falsehood, and unite 
In true faith and true fold. 

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The pilgrim Church pursues her way. 
And longs to reach her crown. 

2 No wider is the gate, 

No broader is the way. 
No smoother is the ancient path 
That leads to light and day. 

3 No feebler is the foe, 

No slacker grows the fight 



Nor less the need of armour tried, 
Of shield and helmet bright. 

4 Thus onward still we press, 

Through evil and through good, 

Through pain or poverty, or want, 

Through peril or through blood. 

5 Still faithful to our God, 

And to our Captain true, 
We follow where He leads the way. 
The Kingdom still in view. 

Horatius Bonar, 



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i See the whitening harvest languish, 

Waiting still the labourers' toil ; 
Was it vain — Thy Son's deep anguish ? 

Shall the strong retain the spoil? 
( Give the word; in every nation 

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Church.'''' Eph. iii: 21. 

Witnessing a world's salvation, 
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All Thy chosen gathered in, 
With their King in glory seated, 
Satan bound, and banished sin : 

5 Gone forever, parting, weeping, 

Hunger, sorrow, death, and pain ; — 
Lo 1 her watch Thy Church is keeping, 
Come, Lord Jesus, come to reign. 

Henry Downton, 1877. 

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Be her Saviour, Lord, and Guide, 
While on earth her faith is tried. 

2 Keep her life and doctrine pure, 
Help her, patient to endure, 
Trusting in Thy promise sure : 

3 May she guide the poor and blind, 
Seek the lost until she find, 

And the broken-hearted bind : 



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Eph. v: 25. 

Save her love from growing cold, 
Make her watchmen strong and bold, 
Fence her round —Thy peaceful fold. 
Help her in her time of fast, 
Till her toil and woe are past, 
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Spotless and from wrinkle free, 
Pure and bright and worthy Thee. 

William 'Pollock, 1870. 




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1 Christ, who came my soul to save. 
Entered Jordan's yielding wave, 
Rose from out the crystal flood, 
Owned and sealed the Son of God, 
By the Father's voice of love, 

By the heaven-descending Dove ; 
Saviour, Pattern. Guide for me, 
I like Him baptized would be. 

2 In the garden, o'er His soul 
Sorrow's whelming waves did roll ; 
Ah, on Calvary's cruel tree, 
Jesus bowed in death for me. 

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Baptized into His death, and then 
Put off the body of our sin ? 

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Shall have dominion now no more. 

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By mournful Calvary. 

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Entombs our nature's stain; 
New creatures from the cleansing wave 
With Christ we rise again. 



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And lust, and selfish care, 
Our resurrection-mantle white 
And undefiled we wear. 

4 Thrice blest, if, through the gate of death, 

Glorious at last and free, 

We to our joyful rising pass, 

O risen Lord, with Thee. 

John Mason Nea/e, 1851. 



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1 Around Thy grave, Lord Jesus, 

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With hearts all full of praises. 

To keep Thy blest command ; 
By faith our souls rejoicing 

To trace Thy path of love, 
Through death's dark, angry billows, 

Up to the throne above. 

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The travail of Thy soul. 
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The waves did o'er Thee roll. 
Baptized in death's cold waters, 

For us Thy blood was shed ; 
For us the Lord of glory 

Was numbered with the dead. 

HURSLEY. L. M. 



O Lord, Thou now art risen, 

Thy travail all is o'er ; 
For sin Thou once hast suffered, 

Thou liv'st to die no more : 
Sin, death and hell are vanquished 

By Thee, Thy church's Head ; 
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From sin, the world, and Satan, 

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Alive with Thee, to God. 

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Buried in baptism with our Lord, 
We rise with Him, to life restored- 
Not the bare life in Adam lost, 
But richer far, for more it cost. 
Water can cleanse the flesh, we own, 
But Christ well knows, and Christ alone, 



How dear to Him our cleansing stood, 
Baptized in fire, and bathed in blood. 
He by His blood atoned for sin, 
This precious blood can wash us clean. 
And He arrays us in the dress 
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Ye living waters burst 
Out of the rock for me. 

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Now let every heart be fed 
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2 When on Thy dear cross we gaze, 
Mourning o'er our sinful ways, 
Turn our sadness into praise. 

3 When we taste th^ rrvs 'c wine, 
Of Thine outpoured blood the sign, 
Fill our hearts with love divine. 



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Whence there flowed the healing tide; 
There our sins and sorrows hide. 

5 From the bonds of sin release, 
Cold and wavering faith increase, 
Lamb of God, grant us Thy peace. 

6 Lead us by Thy pierced hand 
Till around Thy throne we stand 
In the bright and better land. 

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Until He come. 

2 His body broken in our stead, 
Is here, in this memorial bread, 
And so our feeble love is fed 

Until He come. 

3 The drops of His dread agony, 
His life-blood shed for us we see ; 
The wine shall tell the mystery 

Until He come. 



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4 And thus that dark betrayal night 
With the last advent we unite, 
By one blest chain of loving rite, 

Until He come. 

5 Until the trump of God be heard, 
Until the ancient graves be stirred, 
And, with the great commanding word, 

The Lord shall come. 

6 Oh, blessed hope ! with this elate, 
Let not our hearts be desolate, 
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Until He come ! 

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With Christ we died and rose again, 
And sit with Him on high. 



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And drinks the living wine ; 

Thus we, in love together knit y 
On Jesus' breast recline. 

Soon shall the night be gone, 

The Morning Star appear, 
Soon shall the day of glory dawn 

Our longing hearts to cheer. 

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All our life joy overcast ? 
Hush, be every murmur dumb ; 
It is only — " Till He come." 

See, the feast of love is spread, 
Drink the wine, and break the bread ; 
Sweet memorials, — till the Lord 
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Nearer than ever ; still my | shield and sun. 

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Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
Our comforts and our cares. 

3 We share our mutual woes, 

Our mutual burdens bear, 
And often for each other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 



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When we asunder part, 

It gives us inward pain; 
But we shall still be joined in heart, 

And hope to meet again. 

This glorious hope revives 

Our courage by the way ; 
While each in expectation lives, 

And longs to see the day. 

From sorrow, toil, and pain, 

And sin, we shall be free, 
And perfect love and friendship reign 

Through all eternity. 

John Fawcett, 1772. 



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Who strove in Thee to live, 

Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored, 
Our grateful hymn receive. 

For all Thy saints, O Lord, 

Accept our thankful cry, 
Who counted Thee their great reward 

And strove in Thee to die. 



They all in life and death, 

With Thee, their Lord in view, 

Learned from Thy Holy Spirit's breath 
To suffer and to do. 

For this Thy name we bless, 

And humbly pray that we 
May follow them in holiness, 

And live and die in Thee. 

Richard At ant, 1849- 



LENOX. H. M. 



FELLOWSHIP AND UNITY. 



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One Lord below, above, 
Zion, one faith is thine, 

One only watchword, love : 
From different temples though it rise, 
One song ascendeth to the skies. 
Our Sacrifice is one ; 

One Priest before the throne, 
The slain, the risen Son, 

Redeemer, Lord alone: 
Thou who didst raise Him from the dead, 
Unite Thy people in their Head. 

BOYLSTON. S. M. 



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His tenderest and His last, 
His constant, latest care 

Ere to His throne He passed, 
No longer unfulfilled remain, 
The world's offence, His people's stain ! 
Head of Thy Church beneath, 

The catholic, the true, 
On all her members breathe, 

Her broken frame renew: 
Then shall Thy perfect will be done, 
When Christians love and live as one. 

Robert Robinson, 1780, 

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Fast knit, O Lord, to Thee, 
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The Spirit's unity. 
One God and Father ours, 

One Christ his gift of love, 
One Spirit shed in living showers, 

One home prepared above. 



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Through Jesus' life and death ; 
One theme of saving grace we sing, 
And ours one common faith. 

4 Then grant us, Lord, one mind, 

One will in all our ways, 
One heart to Thine own truth inclined, 
One mouth to speak Thy praise. 

Bristol Hymns, 1870. 



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Whate'er the gift may be : 
All that we have is Thine alone, 

A trust, O Lord, from Thee. 

May we Thy bounties thus 

As stewards true, receive, 
And gladly as Thou blessest us 

To Thee our first fruits give. 

O hearts are bruised and dead, 
And homes are bare and cold, 

And lambs for whom the Saviour bled 
Are straying from the fold. 



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Is angels work below. 

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To God the lost to bring, 
To teach the way of life and peace, 

It is a Christian thing. 

And we believe Thy word, 

Though dim our faith may be ; 

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We do it unto Thee. 

W. W. Howe, 1854. 




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With my substance I will honor 
My Redeemer and my Lord; 

Were ten thousand worlds my manor, 
It were nothing to His word. 

While the heralds of salvation 
His abounding grace proclaim, 

Let His friends, of every station, 
Gladly join to spread His fame. 



Be His kingdom now promoted, 
Let the earth her Monarch know; 

Be my all to Him devoted ; 
To my Lord my all I owe. 

Praise the Saviour, all ye nations ! 

Praise Him, all ye hosts above ! 
Shout, with joyful acclamations, 

His divine, victorious love ! 

Benjamin Francis, 



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O Word of God incarnate, 

O Wisdom from on high, 
O Truth unchanged, unchanging, 

O Light of our dark sky; 
We praise Thee for the radiance, 

That from the hallowed page 
A lantern to our footsteps, 

Shines on from age to age. 
The Church from Thee, her Master, 

Received the gift divine ; 
And still that light she lifteth 

O'er all the earth to shine. 
It is the golden casket 

Where gems of truth aie stored; 
It is the heaven-drawn picture 

Of Thee, the living Word. 



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It floateth like a banner 

Before God's host unfurled ; 
It shineth like a beacon 

Above the darkling world; 
It is the chart and compass, 

That o'er life's surging sea, 
' Mid mists, and rocks, and quicksands, 

Still guide, O Christ, to Thee. 
O make Thy Church, dear Saviour, 

A lamp of burnished gold, 
To bear before the nations 

Thy true light, as of old. 
O teach Thy wandering pilgrims 

By this their path to trace, 
Till, clouds and darkness ended, 

They see Thee face to face. 

Bp. W. W. How, i860. 

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Almighty Lord, the sun shall fail, 
The moon forget her nightly tale, 
And deepest silence hush on high, 
The radiant chorus of the sky ; — 



But fixed for everlasting years, 
Unmoved, among the wreck of spheres, 
Thy word shall shine in cloudless day, 
When heav'n and earth have pass'd away. 

Robert Grant, 1815. 



THE WORD AND THE MINISTRY. 



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Thy testimonies are wonderful." Ps. cxix: 129. 



Father of mercies ! in Thy word 

What endless glory shines ; 
Forever be Thy name adored 

For these celestial lines. 
Here may the wretched sons of want 

Exhaustless riches find ; 
Riches above what earth can grant, 

And lasting as the mind. 
Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 

Spreads heavenly peace around; 



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And life, and everlasting joys, 

Attend the blissful sound. 
Oh may these heavenly pages be 

My ever dear delight ; 
And still new beauties may I see, 

And still increasing light. 
Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 

Be Thou forever near; 
Teach me to love Thy sacred word, 

And view my Saviour there. 

Anne Steele, 1760. 

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" Thy word is a lamp unto my feet.' 1 '' 

Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace 

Our path when wont to stray ; 
Stream from the fount of heavenly grace, 

Brook by the traveller's way ; 
Bread of our souls, whereon we feed ; 

True manna from on high ; 
Our guide, our chart, wherein we read 

Of realms beyond the sky ; 
Pillar of fire through watches dark, 

Or radiant cloud by day ; 



Ps. cxix: 105. 

When waves would whelm our tossing 

Our anchor and our stay ; |~bark 

4. Word of the everlasting God, 

Will of His glorious Son, 
Without Thee how could earth be trod, 

Or heaven itself be won ? 
5 Lord, grant us all a right to learn 

The wisdom it imparts, 
And to its heavenly teaching turn 

With simple, childlike hearts. 

Bernard Barton, 1827. 



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Who stand on Zion's hill, 
Who bring salvation on their tongues 

And words of peace reveal ! 
How charming is their voice, 

How sweet the tidings are ! 
"Zion, behold Thy Saviour King; 

He reigns and triumphs here. 11 
How happy are our ears, 

That hear this joyful sound, 
Which kings and prophets waited for, 

And sought, but never found ! 



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4 How blessed are our eyes, 

That see this heavenly light ! 
Prophets and kings desired it long, 
But died without the sight. 

5 The watchmen join their voice, 

And tuneful notes employ; 
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
And deserts learn the joy. 

6 The Lord makes bare His arm 

Through all the earth abroad ; 
Let every nation now behold 
Their Saviour and their God. 

Isaac Watts, 1707. 

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W T ith heavenly power, O Lord, defend 
Him whom we now to Thee commend 
Thy faithful messenger secure, 
And make him to the end endure. 
Gird him with all-sufficient grace ; 
Direct his feet in paths of peace; 
Thy truth and faithfulnesss fulfil 
And arm him to obey Thy will. 



I 3 Before him Thy protection send, 
Oh, love him, save him to the end; 
Nor let him as a pilgrim rove 
Without the convoy of thy love. 
Enlarge, enflame, and fill his heart: 
In him thy mighty power exert ; 
That thousands yet unborn may praise 
The wonders of redeeming grace. 

Rowland Hill. 1774. 



MISSIONS. 



COMMISSION. L. M. 



George Hews. 




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Where'er the foot of man hath trod, 
Descend on our apostate race. 

2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of lov 

To preach the reconciling word; 
Give power and unction from above, 
Where'er ^the joyful sound is heard 

3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light; 

Confusion, order in thy path ; 



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Souls without strength inspire with might, 
Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 

4 O Spirit of the Lord, prepare 
All the round earth her God to meet 

Breathe thou abroad like morning air, 
Till hearts of stone begin to beat. 

5 Baptize the nations; far and nigh 
The triumphs of the cross record; 

The name of Jesus glorify, 

Till every kindred call Him Lord. 

James Montgomery, 1825 



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1 Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim 
Salvation through Immanuel's name; 
To distant climes the tidings bear, 
And plant the rose of Sharon there. 

2 He '11 shield you with a wall of fire, 
With flaming zeal your breasts inspire, 



Bid raging winds their fury cease, 
And hush the tempest into peace. 

3 And when your labors all are o'er, 
Then we shall meet to part no more : 
Meet with the blood-bought throng,tofail. 
And crown our Jesus Lord of all ! 

Bourne Hall Draper, 1803 



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1 From Greenland's icy mountains, 

From India's coral strand, 
Where Afric's sunny fountains 

Roll down their golden sand, 
From many an ancient river, 

From many a palmy plain, 
They call us to deliver 

Their land from error's chain. 

2 What though the spicy breezes 

Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; 
Though every prospect pleases, 

And only man is vile ; 
In vain with lavish kindness 

The gifts of God are strown; 
The heathen in his blindness 

Bows down to wood and stone. 



Can we whose souls are lighted 

With wisdom from on high, 
Can we to men benighted 

The lamp of life deny? 
Salvation ! O salvation 1 

The joyful sound proclaim, 
Till each remotest nation 

Has learnt Messiah's name. 

Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, 

And you, ye waters, roll, 
Till like a sea of glory 

It spreads from pole to pole ; 
Till o'er our ransomed nature 

The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Redeemer, King, Creator, 

In bliss returns to reign. 

Reginald Heber, 18 ic. 



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'''Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty.' 1 '' — Ps. xlv. 3. 

1 Hark! the swelling breezes, rising from afar, 
Bring the sounds of conflict from the holy war. 
God is with our armies, He the word has given, 
He is watching o'er you, messengers of heaven. 

2 Go, thou mighty Gospel, conquering on thy way ; 
Night upon the mountains changes into day; 
Idols bow before thee, heathen temples fall ; 
Soon the world shall own thee victor over all. 

3 O Thou blessed Saviour reigning now on high, 
May Thy faithful soldiers find Thee ever nigh. 
Bid the glorious mission speed from sea to sea, 
Till the whole creation worship only Thee. 



UPLIFT THE BANNER. L. M, 



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1 Uplift the banner ! Let it float 

Skyward and seaward, high and wide ; 
The sun shall light its shining folds, 
The Cross, on which the Saviour died. 

2 Uplift the banner! Angels bend 

In anxious silence o'er the sign, 
And vainly seek to comprehend 
The wonder of the love Divine. 

3 Uplift the banner ! Heathen lands 

Shall see from far the glorious sight. 



And nations, gathering at the call, 
Their spirits kindle in its light. 

4 Uplift the banner! Let it float 

Skyward and seaward, high and wide : 
Our glory only in the Cross, 
Our only hope the Crucified. 

5 Uplift the banner ! Wide and high, 

Seaward and skyward let it shine 
Nor skill, nor might, nor merit ours 
We conquer onlv in that sign. 

Bishop George W. Doane, 1848. 



MISSIONS. 



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Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
Does his successive journeys run ; 
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 

For Him snail endless prayer be made, 
And praises throng to crown His head; 
His name like sweet perfume shall rise 
With every morning sacrifice. 

People and realms of every tongue 
Dwell on His love with sweetest song; 
And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on His name. 



DUKE STREET. L. M. 



4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns; 
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains ; 
The weary find eternal rest, 

And all the sons of want are blest. 

5 Where He displays His healing power, 
Death and the curse are known no more } 
In Him the tribes of Adam boast 
More blessings than their father lost. 

6 Let every creature rise and bring 
Peculiar honors to our King; 
Angels descend with songs again, 
And earth repeat the loud Amen ! 

Isaac Watts, 1719. 
John Hatton. 



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The darkness disappears ; 
The sons of earth are waking 

To penitential tears ; 
Each bieeze that sweeps the ocean 

Brings tidings from afar, 
Of nations in commotion, 

Prepared for Zion's war. 



2 See heathen nations bending 
Before the God we love, 
And thousand hearts ascending 
In gratitude above; 

ELMHURST. 8s, 6. 



" The morning cometh." Is. xxi: 12. 

While sinners, now confessing, 
The gospel call obey, 

And seek the Saviour's blessing — 
A nation in a day. 

3 Blest river of salvation ! 

Pursue thine onward way; 
Flow thou to every nation, 

Nor in thy richness stay: 
Stay not till all the lowly 

Triumphant reach their home : 
Stay not till all the holy 

Proclaim — " The Lord is come ! 



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Send Thou, O Lord, to every place 
Swift messengers before Thy face, 
The heralds of Thy wondrous grace, 
Where Thou, Thyself, wilt come. 

Send men whose eyes have seen the King; 
Men in whose ears His sweet words ring; 
Send such Thy lost ones home to bring; 
Send them where Thou wilt come. 

Thou who hast died, Thy victory claim ; 
Assert, O Christ, Thy glory's name ! 



And far to lands of pagan shame, 

Send men where Thou wilt come. 

Gird each one with the Spirit's sword, 
The sword of Thine own deathless word ; 
And make thamconq'rors,conq'ring Lord, 
Where Thou, Thyself, wilt come. 

Raise up, O Lord the Holy Ghost 
From this broad land a mighty host, 
Their war cry, " We will seek the lost, 
Where Thou, O Christ, wilt come ! " 
Mrs. Merrill B. Gates, 1889. 



ST. MAURA. H. M. 



MISSIONS. 

Sir Arthur 8. SuiXIVAN, Mus. D., 1872. 



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1 Hills of the North, rejoice, 
River and mountain spring. 

Hark to the advent voice. 

Valley and lowland, sing : 
Though absent long, your Lord is nigh : 
He judgment brings and victory. 

2 Isles of the Southern seas, 
Keep in your coral caves 

Pent be each warring breeze. 

Luird be your restless waves : 
He comes to reign with boundless sway. 
And make your wastes His great highway 

3 Lands of the East, awake, 
Soon shall your sons be free ; 

The sleep of ages break. 



And rise to liberty. 
On your far hills, long cold and gray, 
Has dawn'd the everlasting day. 

4 Shores of the utmost West, 
Ye that have waited long, 

Unvisited. unblest, 

Break forth to swelling song : 
High raise the note, that Jesus died, 
Yet lives and reigns, the Crucified. 

5 Shout while ye journey home, 
Songs be in every mouth : 

Lo. from the North, we come. 

From East, and West, and South. 
City of God, the bond are free : 
We come to live and reign in Thee. 

Rev. F. Oakley, 1890. 



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The cause of truth maintain. 
And wide o'er all the peopled world, 

Extend her blessed reign. 
2 Thou Prince of Life arise, 

Nor let Thy glory cease, 
Far spread the conquest of Thy grace 

And bless the earth with peace. 



Let God arise."— Vs. lxviii : 1. 

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Ghost, arise, 
Expand Thy quickening wing. 
And o'er a dark and ruined world, 

Let light and order spring. 
4 All on the earth arise, 

To God the Saviour sing : 
From shore to shore, from earth to heaven 
Let echoing anthems rinsj. 

Ralph Ward lew. 1S03. 



BUILDING AND DEDICATION 



GROSTETE. L. M. 



H. W. Greatorex. 




i Come, Jesus, from the sapphire throne, 
Where Thy redeemed behold Thy face, 
Enter this temple, now Thine own, 
And let Thy glory fill the place. 

2 We praise Thee that to-day we see 

Its sacred walls before Thee stand ; 

'Tis Thine for us — 'tis ours for Thee ; 

Reared by Thy kind assisting hand. 

3 Oft as returns the day of rest, 

Let heartfelt worship here ascend ; 
With Thine own joy fill very breast, 
With Thine own pow'r Thy word attend. 

WARE. L. M. 



Here, in the dark and sorrowing day, 

Bid Thou the throbbing heart be still : 
O wipe the mourner's tears away, 

And give new strength to meet Thy will. 
When round this board Thine own shall 

And keep the feast of dying love, [meet, 
Be our communion ever sweet, 

With Thee,and with Thy Church above. 
Come, faithful Shepherd, feed Thy sheep; 

In Thine own arms the lambs enfold; 
Give help to climb the heavenward steep, 

Till Thy full glory we behold. 

Ray Palmer, 1875. 
Geo. Kingsley. 



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O Jesus, our chief Corner-stone, 
On Thee we rest, on Thee alone ! 
The Rock of Ages, Thou; and we, 
As living stones, are built on Thee. 
In the beginning, Thou wast God ; 
The heav'ns,by Thee,were spread abroad; 
By Thee, was earth's foundation laid; 
Thy power upholds whate'er was made. 
We bless Thee, O Immanuel ! 
Who dost in our own likeness dwell : 



Thy human nature, temple true, 
Wherein the Father's face we view. 
On hearts in faith confessing Thee, 
The Christ, the Son of God, to be, 
Thy living Church, Thou dost maintain, 
And gates of death resist in vain. 
O Lord, accept our offering free, 
And may this house be reared for Thee : 
On Thee we build, on Thee alone, 
O Jesus, Thou our Corner-Stone. 

Philip Phelps, 1879. 



THE NA TION. 



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.My country ! 'tis of thee, 
Sweet land of liberty, 

Of thee I sing; 
Land where my fathers died ! 
Land of the pilgrim's pride ! 
From every mountain side 

Let freedom ring ! 
My native country, thee — 
Land of the noble, free — 

Thy name I love ; 
I love thy rocks and rills, 
Thy woods and templed hills; 
My heart with rapture thrills 

Like that above. 

BALERMA. C. M. 



Let music swell the breeze, 
And ring from all the trees, 

Sweet freedom's song: 
Let mortal tongues awake ; 
Let all that breathe partake : 
Let rocks their silence break, 

The sound prolong. 
Our fathers' God ! to Thee, 
Author of liberty. 

To Thee we sing : 
Long may our land be bright 
With freedom's holy light; 
Protect us by Thy might, 

Great God, our King! 

Samuel F. Smith. 

R. Simpson. 



\. Lord ! while for all mankind we pray, Of ev -'ry clime and coast, Oh, hear us for our Dative land, The land we love the most. 

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i Lord ! while for all mankind we pray. 
Of every clime and coast, 
Oh, hear us for our native land, 
The land we love the most. 
2 Oh, guard our shores from every foe. 
With peace our borders bless, 
With prosperous times our cities crown 
Our fields with plenteousness. 



Here may religion, pure and mild, 

Smile on our Sabbath hours ; 
And piety and virtue bless 
The home of us and ours. 
4 Lord of the nations, thus to Thee 
Our country we commend : 
Be Thou our refuge and our trust. 
Her everlasting friend. 

John R. Wreford, 



THE YEAR. 



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So teach us to number our days.'' 1 Ps. xc. 12. 



While with ceaseless course the sun 

Hasted through the former year, 
Many souls their race have run, 

Never more to meet us here : 
Fixed in an eternal state. 

They have done with all below ; 
We a little longer wait, 

But how little none can know. 
As the winged arrow flies 

Speedily the mark to find ; 
As the lightning from the skies 

Darts, and leaves no trace behind 

NOTTINGHAM. C. M. 



Swiftly thus our fleeting days 

Bear us down life's rapid stream : 

Upward, Lord, our spirits raise, 
All below is but a dream. 

Thanks for mercies past receive ; 

Pardon of our sins renew ; 
Teach us henceforth how to live 

With eternity in view : 
Bless Thy word to young and old ; 

Fill us with a Saviour's love ; 
And when life's short tale is told, 

May we dwell with Thee above. 

John Newton, 1779. 
^J. Clark. 



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1. Break, new-born year, on glad eyes break. ! Melo dious voices move ! In, rolling Time ! Thou canst not make TI.e Father cease to love. 

Ex. xii : 2. 

O make its hours less sad with sin, 
Its days with Thee more bright ! 

4 Then we may bless its precious things, 
If earthly cheer should come ; 
Or gladsome mount on angel wings, 
If Thou wouldst take us home. 




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The beginning of months. 

Break, new-born year, on glad eyes break ! 

Melodious voices move ! 
On, rolling Time ! Thou canst not make 

The Father cease to love. 

Our hearts in tears may oft run o'er ; 

But, Lord, Thy smile still beams ; 
Our sins are swelling evermore ; 

But pardoning grace still streams. 

Lord, from this year more service win, 
More glory, more delight ! 



O golden then the hours must be ! 

The year must needs be sweet : 
Yes, Lord, with happy melody 

Thine opening grace we meet. 

Thomas H. Gill, 185^ 



P ILG R IMA G E A XD RES T. 



LEAD THOU ME ON. 1 Os, 4s. 



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I loved the garish day, and spite of fears, 
Pride ruled my will. Remember not 

past years. 
3 So long Thy power has blessed me, sure 

Will lead me on [it still 

O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent. 

The night is gone : [till 

And with the morn those angel faces 

smile [awhile ! 

Which I have loved lon^ since, and lost 

John H. Newman, 1833. 



Lead, kindly Light ! amid the encircling 
Lead Thou me on ; [gloom. 

The night is dark,and I am far from home, 
Lead Thou me on ; 

Keep Thou my feet : I do not ask to see 

The distant scene; one step enough for me. 

2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou 
Shouldst lead me on : [now 

I loved to choose and see my path • but 
Lead Thou me on: 



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1 Through good report and evil. Lord, 
Still guided by Thy faithful word, — 
Our staff, our buckler, and our sword, — 

We follow Thee. 

2 With enemies on every side, 
We lean on Thee, the Crucified ; 
Forsaking all on earth beside, 

We follow Thee. 



Thou hast passed on before our face ; 
Thy footsteps on the way we trace ; 
Oh. keep us, aid us by Thy grace : 

We follow Thee. 
Whom have we in the heaven above, 
Whom on this earth, save Thee, to love? 
Still in Thy light we onward move ; 

We follow Thee. 

Horatius Bonar, 1862. 



PILGRIMAGE AND REST. 



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''Surely his salvation is nigh them that fear Him; that glory may dwell in our land.' 1 '' Ps. lxxxv : 9. 



The sands of time are sinking, 

The dawn of heaven breaks, 
The summer morn I've sighed for, 

The fair sweet morn awakes. 
Dark, dark hath been the midnight, 

But dayspring is at hand, 
And glory, glory dwelleth 

In Emmanuel's land. 

The King there in His beauty, 

Without a veil is seen ; 
It were a well-spent journey, 

Though seven deaths lay between; 
The Lamb, with His fair army, 

Doth on Mount Zion stand, 
And glory, glory dwelleth 

In Emmanuel's land. 



O Christ He is the Fountain, 

The deep sweet well of love ! 
The streams on earth I've tasted, 

More deep I'll drink above : 
There, to an ocean fulness, 

His mercy doth expand, 
And glory, glory dwelleth 

In Emmanuel's land. 



With mercy and with judgment 

My web of time He wove ; 
And aye the dews of sorrow 

Were lustred with his love: 
I'll bless the Hand that guided, 

I'll bless the Heart that plann'd, 
When throned where glory dwelleth 

In Emmanuel's land. 

Oh, I am my Beloved's 

And my Beloved's mine ! 
He brings a poor vile sinner 

Into His "house of wine :" 
I stand upon His merit, 

I know no other stand, 
Not e'en where glory dwelleth, 

In Emmanuel's land. 



6 The bride eyes not her garment. 
But her dear bridegroom's face; 
I will not gaze at glory, 

But on my King of grace : 
Not at the crown He giveth, 

But on His pierced hand; — 
The Lamb is all the glory 
Of Emmanuers land. 

A. R. Cousin,i86a. 



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1 Ob to be over yonder ! 

In that land, that land of wonder, 
Where the angel voices mingle, and the angel harpers ring; 

To be free from care and sorrow 

And the anxious, dread to-morrow. 
To rest in light and sunshine, in the presence of the King. 

2 Oh to be over yonder ! 

My yearning heart grows fonder 
Of looking to the east, to see the day-star bring 

Some tidings of the waking. 

The cloudless, pure day breaking : 
My heart is yearning — yearning for the coming of the King. 

3 Oh to be over yonder ! 
Alas ! I sigh and wonder 

Why clings my poor weak heart to any earthly thing. 

Each tie of earth must sever. 

And pass away forever : 
But there's no more separation in the presence of the King. 

4 Oh, I shall soon be yonder, 

All lonely as I wander, 
Yearning for the welcome summer — longing for the bird's fleet wing. 

The midnight may be dreary, 

And the heart be worn and weary, 
But there's no more shadow yonder in the presence of the King. 

Florence C. Armstrong, 187a. 



PILGRIM A G E AND REST. 



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1 We would see Jesus — for the shadows lengthen 

Across this little landscape of our life; 
We would see Jesus, our weak faith to strengthen 
For the last weariness, the final strife. 

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Not life, nor death, with all their agitation, 
Can thence remove us, if we see His face. 



3 We would see Jesus — other lights are paling, 
Which for long years we have rejoiced to see; 
The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing, 
We would not mourn them for we go to Thee. 



4 We would see Jesus — this is all we're needing, 

Strength, joy, and willingness come with the sight; 
We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading. 
Then welcome day, and farewell mortal night ! 

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Body, soul, and spirit, all we yield to Thee. 

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Heedlessly we wandered, wandered far and wide; 
Till Thou cam'st in mercy, seeking young and old, 
Lovingly to bear them, Saviour, to Thy fold. 

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Deep in adoration bending low the knee : 
Thou for our redemption cam'st on earth to die; 
Thou, that we might follow, hast gone up on high. 

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Where no pain or sorrow, toil or care is known, 
Where the ar gel legions circle round Thy throne. 

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In our sadness bringing news of sin forgiven : 

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I shall be soon, I shall be soon ; 

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I shall be soon, I shall be soon; 
Beyond the farewell and the greeting, 
Beyond the pulse's fever beating, 
I shall be soon, I shall be soon. 



4 Beyond the frost-chain and the fever, 
I shall be soon, I shall be soon : 
Beyond the rock-waste and the river, 
Beyond the ever and the never, 
I shall be soon, I shall be soon. 

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Each within his narrow bed ! 

2 Jesus, merciful Redeemer, 

Rouse dead souls to hear Thy voice : 
Wake, O wake each idle dreamer 
Now to make the eternal choice. 

3 Mark we whither we are wending; 

Ponder how we soon must go 
To inherit bliss unending, 
Or eternity of woe. 

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Strive and wrestle with our sin, 

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They see the Light of Light, 
Whom here they loved unseen. 

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In tranquil dewy meads 
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Those love-springs flowing o'er,— 
Earth for its little while 

Shall never know them more. 

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A festival above. 

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Are passing to and fro; 

3 And saying, as they meet, Rejoice ! 
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Long waited for, is come : [brother 

The Saviour's heart is glad : a younger 
Hath reached the Father's home. 

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Earth receive our treasure, 
To rest in God, 

Waiting all His pleasure. 
Though we may mourn 

Those in life the dearest, 
They shall return, 

Christ! when Thou appearest. 
Soon shall Thy voice 

Comfort those now weeping 
Bidding rejoice 

All in Jesus sleeping. 

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A calm and undisturbed repose, 
Unbroken by the last of foes. 

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To be for such a slumber meet ; 
With holy confidence to sing, 

That death hath lost his venomed stin< 

3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest, 
Whose waking is supremely blest; 



No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour 
That manifests the Saviour's power. 
Asleep in Jesus ! O for me 
May such a blissful refuge be : 
Securely shall my ashes lie, 
Waiting the summons from on high. 
Asleep in Jesus ! far from th^e 
Thy kindred and their graves may be ; 
But thine is still a blessad sleep. 
From which none ever wakes to weep. 

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And blest is he whose loins are girt, whose lamp is burning bright; 
But woe to that dull servant, whom his Master shall surprise 
With lamp untrimmed, unburning, and with slumber in his eyes. 

2 Do thou, my soul, keep watch, beware lest thou in sleep sink down, 
Lest thou be given o'er to death, and lose the golden crown ; 

But see that thou be sober, with a watchful eye, and thus 
Cry — holy, holy, holy God, have mercy upon us. 

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And, like the five, remain without, and knock, and vainly cry; 
But watch, and bear thy lamp undimmed, and Christ shall gird thee on 
His own bright wedding-robe of light — the glory of the Son. 

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The Saviour comes at last. 

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Behold the Lord is nigh ! 
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With hymns of holy joy. 

2 Amid the blest repose 

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Thy sorrows all its own. 

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His dwelling in the skies. 

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With all its love is thine. 

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Bride of the Lamb, awake ! 
The midnight cry is heard; 
Thy sleep forsake. Res. 

2 The marriage day 

Has come ; lift up thy head ! 
Put on thy bridal robe, 
The feast is spread. Res. 



3 Shake off earth's dust, 

And wash thy weary feet ! 
Arise, make haste, go forth, 
The Bridegroom greet. Res. 

4 Sing the new song ! 

Thy triumph has begun ; 
Thy tears are wiped away, 
Thy night is done. Res. 

Horatius Bonar, 1870. 



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Hope of all our hopes the sum, 
Take Thy waiting people home. 

2 Long, so long, our blessed dead 
Wait, from out the grave's dark bed 
At Thine advent to be led. 



3 Long, so long, the groaning earth, 
Cursed with war, and flood, and dearth 
Sighs for its redemption-birth. 

4 Wherefore come, we daily pray 
Wipe creation's curse away ; 
Bring the resurrection-day. 

A. J. Gordon, 1891. 



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Soul and body meet again, 

No more sorrow, no more weeping, 
No more pain. 

Here awhile they must be parted, 
And the flesh its Sabbath keep, 

Waiting in a holy stillness, 
Wrapt in sleep. 

But the soul in contemplation, 
Utters earnest prayer and strong, 

Bursting at the Resurrection 
Into song. 



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Satisfied. 

5 On that happy Easter morning 

All the graves their dead restore ; 
Father, sister, child, and mother 
Meet once more. 

5 To that brightest of all meetings, 
Bring us, Jesus Christ, at last : 
By Thy cross, through death and judgment 
Holding fast. 

S. Baring-Gould. 
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My faith shall triumph o'er the grave, 
And trample on the tomb ; 

I know that my Redeemer lives, 
And on the clouds shall come. 

2 I know that He shall soon appear 
In power and glory meet, 
And death, the last of all His foes, 
Lie vanquished at His feet. 



Then, though the grave my flesh devour, 

And hold me for its prey, 
I know my sleeping dust shall rise 

On the last judgment-day. 

I in my flesh shall see my God, 
When He on earth shall stand; 

I shall with all His saints ascend 
To dwell at His right hand. 

Anon, 1S58. 



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1 Ye sad watch who are keeping, 

Lift up your heads with joy ! 
Christ comes to wake the sleeping, 
Ending henceforth your weeping, 

" Wherefore conifort ye one another 
with these words." 

2 Word of promise amazing, 

" Caught up to Him in clouds !" 
Jesus His saints upraising ! 
Changing sorrow to praising ! 

" Wherefore comfort ye 07ie another 
with these words." 

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" Evermore with the Lord ! " 
Watchers, the day is nearing, 
Dawn of morning appearing, 

" Wherefore comfort ye one another 
with these words." 
Hark ! the watchmen are crying, 

" Lo ! in the clouds He comes ! " 
Then there '11 be no more dying, 
No more sickness or sighing, 

" Wherefore comfort ye one a?iother 
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1 " Lord if he sleep, he shall do well ! " 
Why should we weep ? why should a knell 
Dirging and deep, over him swell ? 

He shall do well ! 

2 Long was his way, rugged and drear ; 
All his sad day trouble was near — 
Now doth he lay every load here ! 

He shall do well ! 



3 Nobly he wrought ; strongly he ran ; 
Bravely he fought, fought in the van ; 
Rest hath he sought, he was but man : 

He shall do well ! 

4 " Till the day break," here let him be, 
Then shall he wake, glorious and free, 
For Thy dear sake, like unto Thee, 

He shall do well ! 

Rev. William Pollock, 1870. 



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1 Caught up ! caught up ! no wing required. 
Caught up to Him by love inspired, 

To meet Him in the air. 
Spurning the earth, with upward bound, 
Nor casting a single glance around, 
Nor listing a single earth-born sound, 

Caught up in the radiant air. 

2 Caught up, with rapture and surprise, 
Caught up, our fond affections rise 

Our coming Lord to meet ; 



Hearing the trumpet's glorious sound, 
Soaring to join the rising crowd, 
Gazing beyond the parted cloud, 

Beneath His pierced feet! 
O blessed, O thrice-blessed word ! 
To be forever with the Lord, 

In heavenly beauty fair! 
Up, up ! we long to hear the cry : 
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The sleep of ages now : 
And lo ! the light of glory shines 

On many an aching brow. 
Changed in a moment — raised to life 

The quick, the dead arise, 
Responsive to the angel voice, 

That calls us to the skies. 



3 Ascending through the crowded air 

On eagles' wings we soar, 

To dwell in the full joy of love, 

And sorrow there no more. 

4 O Lord that bright and blessed hope 

That cheered us through the past 
Of full eternal rest in Thee, 
Is all fulfilled at last. 

Sir Edward Denny, 1870, 



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The Marriage of the Lamb, 
He calls the faithful children 

Of faithful Abraham : 
He calls them from their sojourn 

To come to their abode ; 
The children of the promise, 

The Israel of God. 

He calls them from their prison 

Fast bound in iron chains, 
Whose cup is mixed with weeping, 

Where sin with Satan reigns : 
Now from the golden portals 

The sounds of triumph ring; 
The triumph of the Victor, 

The Marriage of the King. 

Nor sigh nor sorrow enter 
Where Jesus leads them in ; 

Nor death may cross the threshold, 
Nor pain, nor fear, nor sin : 



Now shades of night and darkness 

Are past and fled away, 
Before the radiant brightness 

Of everlasting day. 

No tear-drops stain that threshold, 

No weeping eyes are there; 
For God hath wiped all tear-drops, 

And God hath stilled all care : 
The sunlight of the Presence, 

The bright Shechinah-flame, 
Lights up the bridal banquet 

Of God and of the Lamb. 

The Rainbow of the promise 

Around the throne hath gleamed, 
To welcome them for ever 

To joys of the redeemed : 
They enter to their glory, 

The feast for them is spread, 
The bridal feast of Jesus, 

The first fruits of the dead. Amen. 

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Who follows in His train ! 
Who best can drink his cup of woe. 

Triumphant over pain ; 
Who patient bears his cross below, 

He follows in His train. 

The martyr first, whose eagle eye 

Could pierce beyond the grave, 
Who saw His Master in the sky, 

And called on Him to save : 
Like Him, with pardon on his tongue, 

In midst of mortal pain, 
He pray'd for them that did the wrong 

Who follows in His train ? 



A glorious band, the chosen few. 

On whom the Spirit came : [knew. 

Twelve valient saints, their hope they 

And mocked the cross and flame : 
They met the tyrant's brandish'd steel, 

The lion's gory mane ; 
They bow'd their necks the death to feel: 

Who follows in their train ? 

A noble army, men and boys. 

The matron and the maid. 
Around the Saviour's throne rejoice, 

In robes of light arrayed : 
They climbed the dizzy steep of heaven 

Through peril, toil, and pain : 
O God ! to us may grace be given 

To follow in their train ! Amen. 

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The stock whence sprang Immanuel, 
Scattered and peeled, and without place 
In all the earth wherein to dwell. 
Have mercy, Lord, on Israel. 
As severed branches long they 've lain, 

Their sight obscured by blinding scale, 
Yet Thou canst graft them in again, 
And from their eyes remove the veil. 
Have mercy, Lord, o?i Israel. 
" Me whom they pierced thev shall 
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For these long outcast from Thy fold 
Shall not Thy cleansing blood avail ? 
Ha,ve 7nercy, Lord, on Israel. 

4 Daughter of Zion, rise, prepare 

Thy long rejected King to hail, 
Lift up thy penitential prayer 
From JudarTs every hill and vale, 
Have 7?iercy, Lord, on Israel. 

5 Oh, when Thou comest in the clouds, 

And all the tribes of earth shall wail, 
The sleeping dead cast off their shrouds, 
The sun grow dark, the skies turn pale. 
Have mercy, Lord, on Israel. 

A. J. Gordon, 1891. 
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1 Jerusalem ! thy King at length has come, 
Lift up thy voice in song : no more be dumb. 

2 Zion rejoice ! thy widowhood is done, 

Thy mourning days are past, thy joy begun. 

3 City of cities ! O, what beauty thine ! 
Joy of the blessed earth, arise and shine ! 

4 Peace, Salem, peace be now within thy gates! 
To thee earth crowds, on thee-its grandeur waits. 

5 Thou holy mount! from thee once more ascends 
The incense cloud, the song that never ends. Amen. 

Horaiii4S Bon or. 



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There shall come out of Sion the Deliverer.'" Rom. xi: 26. 



Draw nigh, draw nigh, Immanuel, 
And ransom captive Israel 
That mourns in lonely exile here, 
Until the Son of God appear. 
Rejoice ! rejoice ! Immanuel 
Shall come to thee, O Israel. 

Draw nigh, O Jesse's Rod, draw ni< 
To free us from the enemy : 
From hell's abyss Thy people save 
And give us victory o'er the grave. 
Rejoice! rejoice! Immanuel 
Shall come to thee, O Israel. 

Draw nigh, draw nigh, O Morning 
And bring us comfort from afar : 
And banish far from us the gloom 



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Of sinful night and endless doom. 
Rejoice ! rejoice ! Immanuel 
Shall come to thee, O Israel. 

Draw nigh ! draw nigh, O David's key 
The Heavenly gate unfolds to thee ; 
Make safe the way that leads on high 
And close the path to misery. 
Rejoice! rejoice ! Immanuel' 
Shall come to thee, O Israel. 

Draw nigh, draw nigh.O Lord of might 
Who to Thy tribes from Sinai's height 
In ancient time didst give the law 
In cloud and majesty and awe. 
Rejoice ! rejoice! Immanuel 



Shall come to thee, O Israel. 
Hymn of the 12th Century ; tr. by G. M. Neale, 1851, 



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The Son of David reigns, 
Sing, sing, O earth! for thou art free, 

And Satan is in chains. 

Rejoice, for thou shalt fear no more 

The ruthless tyrant's rod ; 
Nor lose again the gracious smile 

Of thine incarnate God. 

But chiefly thou, O Solyma ! 
Thou queen of cities, sing! 



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With shouts of triumph welcome now 
Thy morning Star, thy King. 

O blessed Lord we little dreamed 

Of such a morn as this : 
Such rivers of unmingled joy — 

Such full unbounded bliss. 

And O how sweet the happy thought 

That all we taste and see 
We owe it to the dying Lamb 

We owe it, Lord, to Thee. 

Sir Edward Denny, 1870. 
H. Baker 



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Peace to the world! the Lord is come ; 

Its days of conflict now are o'er; 
The Prince of Peace ascends the throne, 

And war has ceased from shore to 
shore ! 
Joy to the earth ! Messiah reigns ! 

Earth's diadems are on His brow ; 
Its rebel kingdoms are become 

His everlasting kingdom now. 
Rest to the nations, blessed rest ! 

The storm is hushed above, below : 



Joy to creation ; welcome sound ! 
After six thousand years of woe. 

The earth again is Paradise, 

The desert blossoms as the rose, 

Far happier place than Eden this, 

Far brighter, sweeter days than those ! 

Oh ! long expected, absent long, 
Star of creation's troubled gloom ! 

Let heaven and earth break forth in song, 
Messiah, Saviour, Thou art come. 

Horarius Bonar, 1859. 



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i Great God, what do I see and hear ! 

The end of things created ! 
The Judge of man I see appear, 

On clouds of glory seated : 
The trumpet sounds; the graves restore 
The dead which they contained before: 

Prepare, my soul, to meet Him ! 

2 The dead in Christ shall first arise 

And greet the archangel's warning, 
To meet the Saviour in the skies 

On this auspicious morning: 
No gloomy fears their souls dismay, 
His presence sheds eternal day 

On those prepared to meet Him. 

3 Far over space to distant spheres, 

The lightnings are prevailing : 
The ungodly rise, and all their tears 

And sighs are unavailing: 
The day of grace is past and gone; 
They shake before the Judge's throne, 

All unprepared to meet Him. 

4 Stay, fancy, stay, and drop thy wings, 

Repress thy flight too daring ! 
One wondrous sight my comfort brings, 

The Judge my nature wearing. 
Beneath His cross I view the day 
When heaven and earth shall pass away, 

And thus prepare to meet Him. 

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To take Thy ransomed people home, 

Shall I among them stand ? 
Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
Who sometimes am afraid to die, 

Be found at Thy right hand? 

I love to meet among them now, 
Before Thy gracious feet to bow. 

Though vilest of them all : 
But — can I bear the piercing thought? 
What if my name should be left out, 

When Thou for them shalt call ! 



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Prevent, prevent it by Thy grace; 
Be Thou, dear Lord, my hiding-place, 

In this th' accepted day: 
Thy pardoning voice, oh, let me hear. 
To still my unbelieving fear ; 

Nor let me fall, I pray. 

Let me among Thy saints be found, 
Whene'er th' archangel's trump shall 
sound, 
To see Thy smiling face ; 
Then loudest of the throng I '11 sing, 
While heav'n's resounding mansions ring 
With shouts of sovereign grace. 

Selina, Countess of Huntingdon, 1772, a. 

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And must the dead arise, 
And not a single soul escape 

His all-discerning eyes? 

How will my heart endure 

The terrors of that day, 
When earth and heaven before His face 

Astonished shrink away? 



But ere the trumpet shakes 

The mansions of the dead, 
Hark, from the Gospel's gentle voice 

What joyful tidings spread! 

Ye sinners, seek His grace 
Whose wrath ye cannot bear; 

Fly to the shelter of His cross, 
And find salvation there. 

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i Jerusalem the golden ! 

With milk and honey blest, 
Beneath thy contemplation, 

Sink heart and voice opprest. 
I know not, oh, I know not 

What joys await us there, 
What radiancy of glory. 

What bliss beyond compare. 

2 They stand, those halls of Zion, 

All jubilant with song. 
And bright with many an angel, 

And all the martyr throng. 
The Prince is ever in them, 

The daylight is serene : 
The pastures of the blessed 

Are decked in glorious sheen. 

3 O one, O only mansion ! 

O Paradise of joy ! 
Where tears are ever banished, 
And smiles have no alloy ; 



The Lamb is all thy splendor, 
The Crucified thy praise; 

His laud and benediction 
Thy ransomed people raise. 

. Thou hast no shore, fair ocean ! 

Thou hast no time, bright day! 
Dear fountain of refreshment 

To pifgrims far away ! 
Upon the Rock of ages 

They raise thy holy tower ; 
Thine is the victor's laurel, 

And thine the golden dower 

; O sweet and blessed country, 

The home of God's eiect ! 
O sweet and blessed country, 

That eager hearts expect ! 
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To that dear land of rest : 
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f There is a blessed home 

Beyond this land of woe, 
Where trials never come, 

Nor tears of sorrow flow; 
Where faith is lost in sight, 

And patient hope is crowned, 
And everlasting light 

Its glory throws around. 

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Glad songs that never cease 

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Christ with the Father one, 

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To see the Lamb who died, 
And count each sacred wound 

In hands, and feet, and side ; 
To give to Him the praise 

Of every triumph won, 
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The great things He hath done. 

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The path your Saviour trod 

Of daily toil and woe; 
Wait but a little while 

In uncomplaining love; 
His own most gracious smile 

Shall welcome you above. 

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I Jerusalem ! my happy home ! 

Name ever dear to me ! 
When shall my labors have an end, 

In joy, and peace, and thee ? 
When shall these eyes thy heaven-built 

And pearly gates behold ? [walls 

Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, 

And streets of shining gold ? 
Oh when, thou city of my God, 

Shall I thy courts ascend, 
Where congregations ne'er break up, 

And Sabbaths have no end ? 



Why should I shrink at pain and woe, 

Or feel at death dismay? 
I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 

And realms of endless day. 

5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there, 

Around my Saviour stand ; 
And soon my friends in Christ below 
Will join the glorious band. 

6 Jerusalem! my happy home ! 

My soul still pants for thee; 
Then shall my labors have an end 
When I thy joys shall see. 



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And face a frowning world. 



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And storms of sorrow fall, 
May I but safely reach my home, 
My God, my heaven, my all. 

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul 

In seas of heavenly rest, 
And not a wave of trouble roll 
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Oh, for the pearly gates of heaven ! 

Oh, for the golden floor ! 
Oh, for the Sun of Righteousness, 

That setteth nevermore ! 



2 The highest hopes we cherish here, 

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How many a spot defiles the robe 

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Oh, for a soul washed white ! 
Oh, for a voice to praise our King, 

Nor weary day or night ! 

Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope, 

And grace to lead us higher ; 
But there are perfectness and peace, 

Beyond our best desire. 
Oh, by Thy love and anguish, Lord, 

And by Thy life laid down, 
Grant that we fall not from Thy grace, 

Nor fail to reach our crown ! 

Mrs. C. F. Alexander, 1853. 



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Where they that loved are blest? 
Where loyal hearts and true 

Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture through and through, 
In God's most holy sight. 

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'T is weary waiting here ; 

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To feel, to see Him near; 

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Stand ever in the light, 

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In God's most holy sight. 

4 O Paradise, O Paradise ! 

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In love prepares for me; 
Where loyal hearts and true 

Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture through and through, 
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5 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise, 

Oh keep me in Thy love, 
And guide me to that happy land 
Of perfect rest above, 

Where loyal hearts and true 

Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture through and through, 
In God's most holy sight. 

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2 Let those refuse to sing 

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3 The men of grace have found 

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Mount Zion." Ps. xlviii : 2. 

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SWEET PEACE, THE GIFT OF GOD'S LOVE. 

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32Q COME TO THE FOUNTAIN. 

"For with thee is the fountain of life." Ps. xxxvl : 9. 
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HELD IN HIS MIGHTY ARMS. 
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THE KING IN HIS BEAUTY. 

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GOSPEL SONGS. 
THE LAMB ISTHELIGHT THEREOF. 

"And the Lamb is the light thereof." Rev. xxi : 23. 



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GOSPEL SONGS. 



BEHOLD ME STANDING AT THE DOOR. 

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F. J. Crosby. 

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GOSPEL SONGk 

JESUS, I COME. 

"Deliver me, my God." Ps. lxxi: 4. 



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THERE IS A GREEN HILL FAR AWAY. 

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HAVE YOU ANY ROOM FOR JESUS ? 

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HE SHALL REIGN FROM SEA TO SEA. 

MISSIONARY HYMN. 

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GO, PREACH MY GOSPEL, 

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MORE THAN TONGUE CAN TELL. 

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TENDERLY HE LEADS US. 

"He calleth his own sheep by name and leadeth them out." John x; 3. 
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C. L. S. 



LET YOUR LIGHT SO SHINE ! 

"Let your light so shine before men. 



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JESUS! I AM RESTING, RESTING. 

" We which have believed do enter into rest." Heb. iv: 3. 
Jean Sophia Pigott. 



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4. Ev - er lift Thy face up - on me, As I work and wait for Thee; 

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GOSPEL SONGS. 



ANYWHERE WITH JESUS. 

" Whither Thou goest I -will go. 
Jessie H. Brown. 



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367 



GOSPEL SONGS. 



COME, SINNER, COME! 

"Come unto Me, all ye that labour and are heavy-laden. 
W. E. Witter. 



Matt, xi : 28. 

H. R. Palmer. 




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GOSPEL SONGS. 

I'M WAITING FOR THEE, LORD. 

" Waiting for the coming of our Lord fesus Christ. 



Cor. i: 7. 

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THE NEW SONG. 

" They sung as it were a new song before the throne." Rev. xiv : 3. 
A. T. Pierson. P. P. Bliss. 



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HOLY GHOST, WITHIN US, 

"He shall be in you." John xiv: 17. 



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GOSPEL SONGS. 

T DAY BY DAY. 

"'Give us, day by day, our daily breads 
JOSIAH CONDER. 1837. 



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'2*7 2 MY FAITH LOOKS UP. 

Charles H. Spurgeon said as ieath approached, " There are four words by which I have lived and expect 
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THE BELOVED. 
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I NEED THEE EVERY HOUR. 

"Hear me; for I am poor and needy. 
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38 



GOSPEL SOXGS. 
Q CAST ALL THY CARE. 



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GOSPEL SONGS. 

I JESUS, MY ROCK. 

W. Stevenson. " As the shadow of a great rock." Is. xxxii: 2. 



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fol -low me still; I walk in green pastures with Je - sus to guide 
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GOSPEL SONGS. 

MOVE forward: 

"Speak to the childreti of Israel that they go forward." Ex. xiv: 15. 



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ABIDING. 
Chas. B. J. Root. 



GOSPEL SONGS. 



" Abide in me.'' John xv: 4. 



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2. He speaks ; and by His word is giv'n His peace, a rich fore - taste of heav'n ! 

3. I live; not I through Him a -lone, By whom the might-y work is done ! 

4. Now, rest, my heart, the work is done, I'm saved thro' the E - ter -nal Son ! 



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Dead to my - self, a - live to Him, I count all loss His rest to gain. 

Let all its pow'rsmysoul em-ploy, To tell the world my peace and joy. 



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384 



GOSPEL SONGS. 



THOUGH YOUR SINS BE AS SCARLET. 



" Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow." — Isaiah 1 : 18. 
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385 



GOSPEL SONGS. 



PASS ME NOT. 



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MOMENT BY MOMENT. 

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WHERE ART THOU, SOUL? 

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GOSPEL SONGS. 



YIELD NOT TO TEMPTATION. ♦ 

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RESCUE THE PERISHING. 

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EVERLASTING ARMS OF LOVE. 



" And underneath are the everlasting arms. 
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392 



GOSPEL SONGS. 
IN TENDERNESS HE SOUGHT ME. 



"I have found my sheep that was /ost.' 
W. Spencer Walton 



Luke xv : 6. 



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393 



ALONE WITH THEE. 

" As Jesus -was alone pray nig. 
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THE HEM OF HIS GARMENT. 

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SHOW ME THY FACE. 

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MISCELLANEOUS. 



4-OI Tune, Nettleton. Key of E flat, 
i Come Thou Fount of ever)- blessing, 
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace ; 
Streams of mercy never ceasing, 

Can for songs of loudest praise ; 
Jesus sought me, when a stranger, 

Wandering from the fold of God; 
He, to rescue me from danger, 
Interposed His precious blood. 

2 O to grace how great a debtor, 
Daily I 'm constrained to be ; 
Let that grace now, like a fetter, 

Bind my wandering heart to Thee: 
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, 
Prone to leave the God I love; 
Here 's my heart, O take and seal it, 
Seal it from Thy courts above. 

Robert Robinson^ 1758. 



ZL02 Tune, Shining Shore. Key of G. 

1 My days are gliding swiftly by, 

And I, a pilgrim stranger, 
Would not detain them as they fly, 
Those hours of toil and danger ; 

For now we stand on Jordan's strand, 

Our friends are passing over, 
And just before the shining shore 
We may almost discover. 

2 Our absent King the watchword gave, 

"Let every lamp be burning;" 
We look afar across the wave, 
Our distant home discerning. 

For now we stand on Jordan's strand, etc. 

3 Should coming days be dark and cold, 

We will not yield to sorrow, 
For hope will sing, with courage bold, 
"There 's glory on the morrow ; " 

For now we stand on Jordan's strand, etc. 

4 Let storms of woe in whirlwinds rise, 

Each chord on earth to sever, 
There, bright and joyous in the skies, 
There, is our home forever : 

For now we stand on Jordan's strand, etc. 
David Nelson, a. 



ZLO^ J une > All to Christ. Key of E flat 

1 I hear the Saviour say, 

Thy strength indeed is small, 
Child of weakness, watch and pray, 

Find in Me thy all in all. 
Cho. — Jesus paid it all, 

All to Him I owe; 
Sin had left a crimson stain, 
He wash'd it white as snow. 

2 Lord, now indeed I find 

Thy blood, and Thine alone, 
Can change the leper's spots, 

And melt the heart of stone. — Cho. 

3 Then down beneath His cross 

I '11 lay my sin-sick soul, 
For naught have I to bring — 

Thy grace must make me whole. — Cho. 
E. M. Hall. 



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Tune, Italian Hymn. Key of G. 
Come, Thou almighty King, 
Help us Thy name to sing, 

Help us to praise : 
Father all-glorious, 
O'er all victorious, 
Come, and reign over us, 

Ancient of days. 

2 Come, Thou incarnate Word, 
Gird on Thy mighty sword, 

Our prayer attend: 
Come, and Thy people bless, 
And give Thy word success ; 
Spirit of holiness, 

On us descend. 

3 Come, holy Comforter, 
Thy sacred witness bear, 

In this glad hour : 
Thou who almighty art, 
Now rule in every heart ; 
And ne'er from us depart, 

Spirit of power. 

4 To the great One in Three. 
Eternal praises be 

Hence, evermore. 
His sovereign majesty 
May we in glory see, 
And to eternity 

Love and adore. 

Charles Wesley y 1757. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



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Tune, He Leadeth Me. Key of D. 



1 He leadeth me, O blessed thought, 

words with heavenly comfort fraught, 

Whate'er I do, where'er I be, 

Still 't is God's hand that leadeth me. 

Kef. — He leadeth me ! He leadeth me ! 
By His own hand He leadeth me! 
His faithful follower I would be, 
For by His hand He leadeth me. 

2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, 
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, 
By waters still, o'er troubled sea, 

Still 't is His hand that leadeth me. — Ref. 

3 Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine, 
Nor ever murmur nor repine ; 
Content, whatever lot I see, 

Since 't is my God that leadeth me. — Ref. 

4 And when my task on earth is done, 
When, by Thy grace, the victory 's won, 
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, 

Since God through Jordan leadeth me. — Ref. 
Joseph Henry Gilmore, 1S50. 

4-00 Tune, What a Friend. Key of F. 

1 What a friend we have in Jesus, 

All our sins and griefs to bear ; 
What a privilege to carry 

Everything to God in prayer. 
Oh, what peace we often forfeit, 

Oh, what needless pain we bear — 
All because we do not carry 

Ev'rything to God in prayer. 

2 Have we trials and temptations ? 

Is there trouble anywhere? 
We should never be discouraged, 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
Can we £nd a Friend so faithful, 

Who will all our sorrows share ? 
Jesus knows our every weakness, 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 

3 Are we weak and heavy laden, 

Cumbered with a load of care ? 

Precious Saviour, still our refuge, — 

I ^ke ; t to the Lord in prayer ; 



Do thy friends despise, forsake tftee ? 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
In His arms He '11 take and shield tnee 

Thou wilt find a solace there. 

Joseph Scriven. 



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Tune, Workforthe Night. Kevo f F 



1 Work, for the night is coming, 

Work through the sunny noon: 
Fill the bright hours with labor, 

Rest comes sure and soon. 
Give every flying minute 

Something to keep in store ; 
Work, for the night is coming, 

When man works no more. 

2 Work, for the night is coming, 

Under the sunset skies ; 
While their bright tints are glowing, 

Work, for the daylight flies. 
Work till the last beam fadeth, 

Fadeth to shine no more ; 
Work while the night is dark'ning, 

When man's work is o'er. 

Sidney Dyer, 1865 

AOO Tune, Rathbun. Key of C. 

1 In the cross of Christ I glory, 

Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; 
All the light of sacred story 
Gathers round its head sublime. 

2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, 

Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, 
Never shall the cross forsake me ; 
Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 

3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 

Light and love upon my way, 
From the cross the radiance streaming 
Adds new lustre to the day. 

4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, 

By the cross are sanctified ; 
Peace is there, that knows no measure 
Joys that through all time abide. 

5 In the cross of Christ I glory ; 

Towering o'er the wrecks of time, 
All the light of sacred story 
Gathers round its head sublime. 

John Bow ring, 1825. 



DOXOLOGIES. 



C. M. 

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

The God whom we adore, 
Be glory, as it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. 

Tate and Brady. 1696. 

2 S. M. 

To God the Father, Son, 
And Spirit, One and Three, 

Be glory, as it was, is now, 
And shall for ever be. 

Rev. J oh n Wesley . ( 1 703 — 1 79 1 . ) 1 74 1 . 

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Praise God from whom all blessings flow ; 
Praise Him, all creatures here below; 
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father,- Son, and Holy Ghost. 

Bp. Thomas Ken. (1637 — 1711.) 1697. 

A L. M. 

To God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
Be honor, praise, and glory given, 
By all on earth, and all in heaven. 

Rev. Isaac Watts. (1674 — 1748.) 1709. 



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To God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
Be honor, praise, and glory given, 
By all on earth, and all in heaven; 
As was through ages heretofore, 
Is now, and shall be evermore. 

Rev. Isaac Watts. 1709. 



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To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

The God whom heaven's triumphant host 

And Saints on earth adore; 
Be glory as in ages past, 
As now it is, and so shall last, 

When time shall be no more. 

Tate and Brady. 1696. Alt. 



Y L. P. M. 

Now to the great and sacred Three, 
The Father, Son, and Spirit, be 

Eternal praise and glory given, 
Through all the worlds where God is known, 
By all the angels near the throne, 

And all the saints in earth and heaven. 
Rev. Isaac Watts. 1719. 



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O God, for ever blest, 

To Thee all praise be given ; 

Thy Name Triune confest 
By all in earth and heaven; 

As heretofore it was, is now, 
And shall be so for evermore. 

Rev. Edward Henry Bicker steth. (1825—.) 1870. 



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Praise the Father, earth and heaven, 
Praise the Son, the Spirit praise, 

As it was, and is, be given 
Glory through eternal days. 

Unktiown Author. 1827. 

10 8' 7, D. 

Praise the God of all creation ; 

Praise the Father's boundless love ; 
Praise the Lamb, our Expiation, 

Priest and King enthroned above ; 
Praise the Fountain of Salvation, 

Him by whom our spirits live : 
Undivided adoration 

To the One Jehovah give. 

Josiah Conder. ( 1789 — 1855.) 1836. 

11 8,7,4. 

Glory be to God the Father, 
Glory be to God the Son, 
Glory be to God the Spirit, 
Great Jehovah, Three in One : 

Glory, glory, 
While eternal a^es run. 

Rev. Horatius Bonar. (1S08— . ) 1866. 



INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 



Abide in Thee, in that deep love of Thine 

Abide with me ! fast falls the eventide 

Abiding, oh, so wondrous sweet! 

Again returns the day of holy rest 

Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? 

All hail the power of Jesus' name 

Almighty Lord, the sun shall fail 

Always with us . 

And now we rise ; the symbols disappear 

And will the Judge descend 

A voice is heard on earth . 

Anywhere with Jesus .... 

Around Thy grave, Lord Jesus . 

Art thou weary, art thou languid 

Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep . 

As pants the hart for cooling streams 

At even, ere the sun was set 

At the name of Jesus .... 

Awake, my soul, and with the sun 

Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve . 

Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme 
Behold Me standing at the door 
Behold ! O God, Thy chosen race 
Behold, the bridegroom cometh 
Beyond the smiling and the weepim 
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine 
Blessed night, when Bethlehem's plain 
Blest be the tie that binds . 
Body of Jesus, O sweet food 
Break, new-born year . 
Bride of the Lamb, rejoice . 
Bride of the Lamb, there is for thee 
Bright was the guiding star that led 
Buried in baptism with our Lord 
By Christ redeemed . 

Calm on the listening ear of night 

Cast all thy care upon the Lord . 

Caught up ! Caught up ! 

Christian, dost thou see them 

''Christian, seek not yet repose ' ; 

Christ the Lord is risen again . 

Christ to heaven is gone before , 

Christ, who came my soul to save 

Church of the Living God . 

Cleansed in our Saviour's precious blood 

Cling to the Mighty One . 

Clothed in thy righteousness 

Come in, O come ! the door stands open 

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Come, Jesus, from the sapphire throne 
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Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire 
Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine 
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 
Come, O Creator — Spirit blest! 
Come, O Holy Ghost, within us 
Come, O my soul ! in sacred lays 
Come, said Jesus' sacred voice . 
Come, sound His praise abroad . 
Come to the morning prayer 
" Come unto Me," 
Come with thy sins to the fountain 
Come, ye disconsolate 
Come, ye that know and fear the Lord 
Come, ye that love the Lord 



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Comrades, come, take up your cross 
Cross of Christ ! lead onward 
Crown Him with many crowns . 

Day by day the manna fell . 

Days and moments quickly flying 

Dear Lord and Master mine ! 

Do we not know that solemn word 

Down in the valley 

Draw nigh, draw nigh, Immanuel 

Draw me, Saviour, nearer . 

Drawn to the cross which Thou hast 

Dying with Jesus 

Ere I sleep, for even- favor 
Eternal light ! eternal light 1 
Eternal Sun of righteousness 
Even so, Lord Jesus, come 
Everlasting arms of love 

Far down the ages comes that voice 
Far down the ages now 
Far, far away, in heathen darkness 
Father of heaven above 
Father of mercies ' in Thy word 
Father of mercies, unto Thee 
Father, to Thee I come 
Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 
Father, while we break this bread 
Fierce was the wild billow . 
For all Thy saints, O Lord 
For all Thy saints, who from 
Forever with the Lord 
For the warfare gird it on . 
Forth to the fight, ye ransomed . 
From every stormy wind that blows 
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God be with you till we meet 
God is the refuge of His saints . 
God of my life, through all my days 
Go, labor on; spend and be spent 
Go to dark Gethsemane 
Great God, how infinite art Thou! 
Great God, what do I see and hear ! 

Hark! the bugle call of God 

Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour c 

Hark! the herald angels sing . 

Hark! the swelling breezes 

Hark to the trump 

Hast thou within a care so deep 

Have you any room for Jesus . 

Heal me, O my Saviour, heal . 

Heart of stone, relent, relent ! . 

Help me to be holy . 

He sleeps, and from His open side 

High in the heavens ; eternal God 

Hills of the North, rejoice 

Holy and reverend is the name 

Holy Father, cheer our way 

Holy Ghost, the infinite 

Holy Ghost, within us 

Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty 

Holy, holy, holy Lord 

Holy Lamb, who Thee receive . 

Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 

How beauteous are their feet 

How beauteous were the marks divi 

How blest was that life 

How did my heart rejoice to hear 

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the 

Lord 

How long, O Lord, our Saviour 
How pleasant, how divinely fair 
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
Hush, blessed are the dead 
Hush ! hush ! let a stillness deep 

I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus . 

I cannot tell if short or long 

If never the gaze of sun and moon 

I have a song I love to sing 

I heard the voice of Jesus say . 

I hunger, and I thirst . 

I know that my Redeemer lives 

I lay my sins on Jesus 

I left it all with Jesus . 

I lift my heart to Thee 

I 'm waiting for Thee, Lord 

I need a Hand to lead me . 

I need Thee ev'ry hour . , . 

I need Thee, precious Jesus 

In tenderness He sought me 

In the hour of trial 

Into my closet fleeing . 

I rest in the shadow . 

I saw one toiling in the way 



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shall see the King in His beauty 
thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God 
trust Thee, Lo d, for cleansing 
t is finished, Jesus cries . 
yield to Thee, Thou crucified 

erusalem ! my happy home ! 

erusalem the golden! 

erusalem ! thy King at length 

esus, all Thy labour vast . 

esus Christ is passing by . 

esus Christ is risen to-day 

esus, gentlest Saviour 

esus ! I am resting, resting 

esus, 1 live to Thee . 

esus, I my cross have taken 

esus is our Shepherd 

esus is the same forever . 

esus, Jesus, Jesus 

esus, Jesus, visit me . 

esus lives ! no longer now 

esus, lover of my soul 

esus, name of wondrous love 

esus! our fainting spirits cry 

esus, our faith increase 

esus, Saviour, pilot me 

esus shall reign . 

esus, still lead on 

esus, the Lamb of God 

esus, these eyes have never seen 

esus! the very thought is sweet 

esus ! the very thought of Thee 

esus, Thou joy of loving hearts 

esus, to Thy wounds I fly . 

esus, Thy blood and righteousness 

esus, Thy name I love 

esus, to Thy table Jed 

esus, with Thy church abide 

oy fills our inmost heart to-day 

ust as I am, without one plea . 

Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace 
Lead, kindly Light ! . 
Leaning on Thee, my Guide, my Friend 
Let me come closer to Thee, Jesus 
Let my life be hid with Thee 
Like a river glorious . 
Look to Jesus and be saved 
Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious 
Lord, we come before Thee, now 
Lord ! for to-morrow . 
Lord God of morning and of night 
Lord, her watch Thy church is keep- 
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Lord, if he sleep, he shall do well 
Lord Jesus, are we one with Thee ? 
Lord, speak to me, that I may speak 
Lord, where Thou wilt 
Lord! while for all mankind we pray 
Loved with everlasting love 



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Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 

More love to Thee, O Christ 

Morn's roseate hues have decked the sky 

Move forward ! valiant men and strong 

Much in sorrow, oft in woe 

Must Jesus bear the cross alone 

My blessed Saviour, is Thy love 

My country i 't is of thee . 

My dear Redeemer, and my Lord 

My faith looks up in life 

My faith looks up to Thee . 

My faith shall triumph o'er the grave 

My God, how wonderful Thou art 

My God, I thank Thee, who hast made 

My heart is resting .... 

My Jesus, as Thou wilt 

My Jesus, I love Thee 

My life, my love, I give to Thee 

My soul, be on thy guard . 

Nearer, O God, to Thee 

None but Christ ; His merit hides me 

None on earth, and none in heaven . 

Not all the blood of beasts 

Nothing to pay ! ah, nothing to pay . 

Now the day is over .... 

O Blessed Paraclete .... 

O blessing rich, for sons of men 

O Christ, the Lord of heaven 

O Christ, Thou hast ascended . 

O Church of Christ, behold at last . 

O come, all ye faithful, triumphantly sing 

O come and mourn with me awhile . 

O day of rest and gladness . 

Oft when the day is dreary 

O God of life, Whose power benign . 

O God, our help in ages past 

O God ! Thou art my God alone 

O happy band of pilgrims . 

Oh, could I speak the matchless worth 

O Holy Ghost! arise .... 

Oh, perfect life of love 

Oh ! the bitter shame and sorrow 

Oh to be over yonder ! 

Oh, touch my eyes that I may see 

Oh what, if we are Christ's 

Oh, worship the King, all-glorious above 

O Jesus Christ, grow Thou in me 

O Jesus 1 King most wonderful . 

O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace 

O Jesus, our beloved King 

O Jesus, our chief corner-stone . 

O Jesus! sweet the tears I shed 

O Jesus, Thou art standing 

O Jesus, when I think of Thee . 

O joy! 'tis mine, this life divine 

O Lord our God, arise 

O Love ! how deep, how broad, how high 

O Love that wilt not let me go . 

On Calv'ry's brow .... 



xo. 
161 

150 

88 
382 
227 
216 

: o 6 5 
280 

173 

37 2 

229 

3°3 

5 

23 
394 
190 

395 
185 
205 

201 
188 

175 

116 

35° 
41 

103 

J 35 
92 

89 
356 
53 
71 
32 
35i 
50 
28 
16 

2[ 9 
169 
IO9 

79 
T 93 
257 

183 

222 

26 

1S6 
158 

34 
160 

279 

73 

124 

63 
134 

277 
62 

145 
337 



Once it was the blessing 

Once more, my soul, the rising day 

One sole baptismal sign 

One sweetly solemn thought 

On the Resurrection morning . 

On this day, the first of days 

On Thy bosom let me lean 

Onward, Christian soldiers 

O Paradise, O Paradise 

O sacred Head, once wounded . 

O safe to the Rock 

O Son of Man, Thyself has proved 

O Spirit of the living God . 

O thou my soul, bless God the Lord 

O Thou to Whom we pray 

Our bless'd Redeemer, ere He breath 

Our day of praise is done . 

Out of my bondage, sorrow, and ni 

O Word of God incarnate . 



ht 



Pass me not, O gentle Saviour 

Peace, perfect peace . 

Peace to the world ! the Lord is come 

Pleasant are Thy courts above . 

Praise, Lord, for Thee in Zion waits 

Praise the Lord ; His glories show 

Praise the Saviour, ye who know Him 

Pray, always pray 

Precious Saviour, may I live 

Rejoice, rejoice, believers . 
Rescue the perishing . 



Rid* 



ride on in majesty ! 



Rock of Ages, cleft for me 

Safe is my refuge, sweet is my rest 

Salvation, oh, the joyful sound . 

Saviour, blessed Saviour 

Saviour, breathe an evening blessing 

Saviour, teach me, day by day . 

Saviour, Thy dying love 

See the destined day arise . 

Send Thou, O Lord, to every place 

Shadow of a mighty Rock . 

Show me Thy face 

Sinful, sighing to be blest . 

Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name 

Slain for my soul, for all my sins defamed 

Sleep thy last sleep 

Soldiers of Christ, arise 

Sons of God, beloved in Jesus! . 

Soon may the last glad song arise 

Spirit blest, who art adored 

Stealing from the world away 

Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear 

Surely Christ thy griefs has borne 

Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 

Take my life, and let it be . 
Take my life, and let it be . 
Tenderly He leads us . . . 



eel 



INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 



The Bridegroom comes ! . 

The Church's one foundation 

The head that once was crowned with 

thorns 

The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord ! 

The Holy Ghost is here 

The love that Jesus had for me . 

The Marriage Feast is ready 

The morning light is breaking . 

The night is closing o'er us 

There comes to my heart one sweet strain 

There is a blessed home 

There is a fountain fill'd with blood . 

There is a green hill far away . 

The roseate hues of early dawn . 

The sands of time are sinking . 

The Son of God goes forth to war 

The Spirit in our hearts 

The strife is o'er, the battle done 

The sun is sinking fast 

The veil is rent : — lo ! Jesus stands . 

Thine forever 1 God of love 

"Thine, Thine forever" — blessed bond 

This day the wondrous Mystery 

This is the day of toil 

Thou hidden love of God . 

Thou, sore oppressed, the sabbath-rest 

Tho' your sins be as scarlet 

Three in One, and One in Three 

Through good report and evil, Lord . 

Thy way and not mine 

Thy works, not mine, O Christ ! 

"Till He come ; " oh, let the words . 

'T is come — the glad millenial morn 

'T is midnight, and on Olive's brow . 

To Calv'ry, Lord, in spirit now . 

To Christ the Prince of Peace . 



NO. 

300 
237 

93 
14 
106 
362 
308 
274 

44 
328 

3 T 9 
114 

349 
322 
286 

3°9 
118 

85 

39 

97 

234 

180 

74 
208 
202 

80 
384 

52 
285 
181 
"3 
254 
3i3 

66 

68 
171 



To Thee, O Comforter Divine 

Uplift the banner! 
Upon the Word I rest 



NO. 

. 105 

. 272 
. 386 



Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will 
Weak and weary, poor and sinful 
We give Thee but Thine own . 
Welcome, happy morning . 
We praise Thee, O God . 

We would see Jesus 

What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone 
When I can read my title clear . 
When I survey the wondrous cross . 
When morning gilds the skies . 
When the worn spirit wants repose . 
When this passing world is done 
When Thou, my righteous Judge 
Where art thou, soul? . 
Where high the heavenly temple stands . 
Where the mourner weeping 
While Jesus whispers to you 
While shepherds watched their flocks by 

night 

While with ceaseless course the sun . 
With Christ we share a mystic grave 
With harps and with vials .... 
With heavenly power, O Lord . 
With Jesus in our midst . . . . 
With my substance I will honor 



22 
396 
260 

84 

III 

64 

321 

75 
166 

33 
174 
3i6 
388 

96 
228 
367 



282 

369 
267 

51 
261 



Ye choirs of new Jerusalem . . .86 
Ye Christian heralds, go . . . . 269 
Ye sad watch who are keeping . . . 304 
Yield not to temptation .... 389 
You have light received from Jesus . . 364 



HYMNS WITHOUT MUSIC. 



Come Thou fount of every blessing 
Come Thou almighty King 
He leadeth me, O blessed thought 
In the cross of Christ I glory . 



NO. 

401 
404 

405 
408 



I hear the Saviour say 

My days are gliding . 

What a friend we have in Jesus 

Work, for the night is coming >. 



NO. 

• 403 
. 402 
. 406 
. 407 



INDEX OF TUNES. 





NO. 




NO. 


Abiding. L. M 


• • 3*3 


Cemeterium. P. M. . 


. 80 


Adeste Fideles. us . 


• 53 


Christ Crucified, I come. 8s, 6s 


• l 3- 


Adrian. S. M 


. 260 


Christmas. C M. . 


• 215 


Ahira. S. M 


. . 23S 


Clarendon St. 7s . . . 


. 119 


Aid. 6s, 4s .... 


. . 187 


Cleansed in our Saviour's Blood 


• M3 


All Saints. C- M. D. . 


• 3°9 


Cling to the Mighty One. 6s, 4s 


• 233 


Alone with Thee 


• 393 


Closer to Thee 


• 343 


America. 6s, 4s . 


. 280 


Come in, O come ! 10s 


• 125 


Ames. L. M 


• 13 


Come, labor on ! P. M. 


. 2r2 


Angelus. L. M 


. 42 


Come, Sinner, come ! . 


• 3 6 7 


Antioch. CM 


• 55 


Come to the Fountain 


• 329 


Anywhere with Tesus . 


. . 366 


Come unto Me .... 


• 379 


Ariel. C. P. M. . 


. 169 


Come, ye Disconsolate, us, 10s 


. 224 


Arlington. C. M. 


. 69,321 


Commission. L. M. . 


. 268 


Around Thv Grave, Lord Tesus. 7s, 


6s . 246 


Coronation. C M. 


1 


Ashwell. L. M 


. 66, 81 


Covenant. L. M. . . . 


• T 5 


Aspiration. L. M. 


• 139 


Coventry. C M. 


. 94 


Atlantic. L. M 


. 92 


Cowper. CM 


. 114 


Aurelia. 7s, 6s . 


• -37 


Cross of Christ ! Lead Onward. 6s, 


5s, D. 214 


Aurelia. 7s, 6s, D. . . . 


. 32, 262 






Autumn. Ss, 7s, D. . 


. 231 


Darley. L. M 


. 310 


Aylesbury. S. M. 


• 3*7 


Day by Day .... 


• 37i 






Day Dawn. 6s . 


. 297 


Balerma. CM 


. 2S1 


Dennis. S. M 


. 29, 256 


Batty. Ss, 7s 


. . 76 


Diademata. S. M. D. 


• 9 1 


Beat'itudo. C M. 


. . 4 s 


Dijon. 7s 


3 r > 167 


Behold me standing at the Door 


• 346 


Dolomite Chant. 6s . 


248, 292 


Belmont. CM 


. 186 


Doncaster. L. M. . 


• 75 


Beloved, now are we . 


• 355 


Downs. CM 


6, 64 


Bemerton. C. M. 


• 3*3 


Duke Street. L. M. . 


S, 273 


Benediction Chant. 10s 


• 2 55 


Dulcetta. 8s, 7s . 


• J 95 


Benevento. 7s, D. 


. 282 


Dundee. CM 


28, IOI 


Benignus. 7s, 6s, D. . 


. 126 


Duty. S. M 


• 45 


Bethany. 6s, 4s . 


. 201 






Blessed Assurance 


. 326 


Ecce Venit. 14s 


. 296 


Bless the Lord. C. M. 


• 27 


Ellerton. 10s 


• 3° 


Blumenthal. 7s, D. . 


. 18 


Elmhurst. 8s, 6s 


• 275 


Bonar. 9s, 5s 


. 290 


Emmaus. L. M. 


• 152 


Bowdoin Square. C. M. . 


. 179 


Emmelar. 6s, 5s . 


. 41 


Bovlston. S. M. . . .116 


, 251, 259 


Ernan. L. M. . . . 77, 104 


, 183, 244 


Bradford. CM 


95» J 54 


Ethelburg. L. M 


. 16 


Bristol. CM 


• 25 


Eudoxia. 6s, 5s 


. 168 


Bullinger. P. M 


. 12S 


Eunice. CM 


. 203 


Burlington. CM 


• x 35 


Evan. CM 


4 


By Christ Redeemed. 8s, 4s 


. 250 


Evening Prayer. 8s, 7s . . . 


. 40 






Evelyn, 7s, 6s 


. ite 


Canonbury. L. M 


37, 153 


Evening Prayer. 8s, 7s 


. 102 


Capetown. 7s, 5s 


. 230 


Eventide. 10s 


. 46 


Calvary ...... 


• 337 


Everlasting Arms of Love . 


• 39i 


Cambridge. CM 


. 10 






Cast all thv Care . 


. 380 


Faith. CM 


33> J 55 


Castle Rising. D. C. If. . 


. 322 


Father of Mercies ! 


• 34i 


Caught up. CP.M 


. 306 


Federal Street. L. M^ 


. 198 



<*> 



VI 



INDEX OF TUNES. 



Festival. 
Fletcher. 



7s, 6s, D. 
C. M. . 



Gaudete. 8s, 6s, 4s 
Gennesaret, 6s, 4s 
Gethsemane. 7s, 6 lines 
Gilead. L. M. . 
God be with you . 
Go, preach My Gospel 
Gorton. S. M. . 
Gottlieb. 6s, 4s . 
Gottschalk. 7s . 
Gould. CM.. 
Go ye unto all the World 
Grace Church. L. M. 
Greenland. 7s, 6s 
Greenwood. S. M. 
Grostete. L. M. 
Guidance. 5s, 8s 
Gwalchmai. 7s, 4s 

Hamburg. L. M. 

Hark, the Bugle Call . 

Harmony Grove. L. M. 

Have you any Room for Jesus ? 

Haydn. S. M. . 

Heaven. 6s, D. . 

Hebron. L. M. . 

Heinlein. 7s 

Held in His Mighty Arms 

Help me to be Holy . 

He shall do Well. 8s, 3s 

He shall reign from Sea to Ses 

Hermas. us . 

Hesperus. L. M. 

Hiding in Thee . 

Himself 

Holley. 7s . 

Hollingside. 7s, D. . 

Holy Cross. C. M. . 

Holy Ghost, within us 

Holy Lamb, who Thee receive. 7s 

Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove. 7s, 5s 

Holy Trinity. C. M. . 

Horsley. CM 

Horton. 7s .... 

How long, O Lord. 7s, 6s, D. . 
How much I owe. 7s, 6s . 
Humility. L. M. 
Hummel. CM. 

Hursley. L. M 

Hush ! let a Stillness Deep. 6s 



189 



171 



1 am His, and He is mine . 

I am trusting, Lord, in Thee. 7s. 

I know that He liveth 

I left it all with Jesus . 

I lifr my Heart to Thee. P. M. 

Ilia. L. M 

I '11 live for Him. L. M. . 



NO. 
218 

73 



59 

235 

67 

36 

400 

358 
3 2 4 
109 
98 
57 
357 
144 
298 

239 
278 
236 

12 

22, 62 

359 
267 

35 2 
222 

3i9 
173 
234 
340 
333 

356 
84 
61 

3 2 7 
361 

253 
200 
160 
370 
157 
in 

86 

74 
225 
299 

174 
108 

54, 93, 307 

38, 247 

. 199 

354 
129 

348 

l3 l 
140, 206 



[85 



I love to tell the Story. 7s, 6s 

I 'm waiting for Thee, Lord 

In Christo. 10s, 4s . 

I need a Hand to lead me . 

I need Thee Every Hour . 

In Tenderness He sought me 

Italian Hymn. 6s, 4s 

" It is finished," Jesus cries 

I trust Thee, Lord 

I yield to Thee . 

Jerusalem the Golden. 7s, 6s 
Jesus Christ is passing by. 7s 
Jesus, Gentlest Saviour. 6s, 5s 
Jesus! I am resting, resting 
Jesus, I come 

Jesus is near, Burdens to bear 
Jesus is our Shepherd. 6s, 5s 
Jesus is the Same Forever . 
Jesus ! Jesus ! Jesus ! 6s . 
Jesus, Jesus, visit me. 7s . 
Jesus, my Rock . 
Judgment Hymn. 8s, 7s 
Just for To-day . 

Kirkbraddan. 6s, 5s , 

Laban. S. M. 

Lancashire. 7s, 6s 

Lancashire. 7s, 6s, 8 lines . 

Lanesboro'. C M. 

Laudes Domini. P. M. 

Lead Thou me on. 10s, 4s 

Leaning on the Beloved. 7s 

Leaning on Thee. 8s, 4s . 

Leighton. S. M. 

Lenox. H. M. . 

Let me come Closer to Thee, Jesus 

Let my Life be hid with Thee. 7s 

Let your Light so shine 1 

Like a River Glorious. 

Livorno. 10s 

Look to Jesus. 7s 

Lord, where Thou wilt 

Louvan. L. M. . 

Lyndhurst. 6s, 5s, D. 

Lyons. 10s, us . 

Lyte. 6s, 4s 

Maitland. C M. 
Manoah. CM.. 
Marlow. CM.. 
Martyn. 7s, D. . 
Maunders. 7s, 3 lines 
Melcombe. L. M. 
Mendelssohn. L. M. . 
Mendon. L. M. . 
Meribah. C P. M. . 
Militant. 10s, 3 lines . 
Missionary Chant. L. M. 
Missionary Hymn. 7s, 6s 



INDEX OF TUNES. 



vi 





NO. 


Moment by Moment . 


• • 387 


Monsell. S. M 


• 103 


More Love to Thee, O Christ. 6s 


4 s . 150 


More than Tongue can tell . 


• .362 


Mornington. S. M. . 


• 35. "5 


Morning Watch. P. M, . 


. 304 


Mossleigh. 7s, . 


. 219 


Mount Calvary. 7s, 6 lines 


. . 78 


Move Forward ! . . 


. . 382 


Much in Sorrow. 7s . 


. 227 


My Faith looks up 


• 372 


My Heart is resting, O my God . 


• 394 


My Jesus, I love Thee 


• 395 


Naomi. CM 


. . 148 


Nativity. 7s, D 


. 60 


Nearer'Home. S. M. D. . 


• 324 


Nicaea. us, 12s, 12s, 10s . 


2 


Nichols. CM 


. 264 


Nightfall. 6s, 4s, 6s . 


• 39 


Night Watch. 8s, 6s, 8s . 


• 43 


None but Thee. 8s, 8s, 8s, 3s . 


• 175 


Nothing to pay .... 


• 35o 


Nottingham. C. M. . 


• 5- 283 


Nuremburg. 7s, 6 lines . 


18, 19 


Oh Joy ! 't is mine, this Life Divin 


e . .134 


Olivet. 6s, 4s 


. 229 


Olney. S. M 


. 118 


O Love that wilt not let me go. 7 


;, 5s . 145 


One Sweetly Solemn Thought . 


• 399 


Only for Thee .... 


• 353 


Ortonville. C. M. 


. 161 


O Thou to whom we prav! 


• 375 


Over Yonder. P. M. . 


. . 287 


Ovio. 8s, 7s 


. 261 


Paraclete. 7s, 7s, 7s, 5s 


. 107 


Paraclete. C. M. 


. . 63 


Paradise. 8s, 6s, 6s . 


• 323 


Parousia. 7s, 6s 


• 299 


Pascal. H. M 


. 113 


Pass me not .... 


• .3S5 


Passion Chorale. 7s, 6s 


. 70 


Pax Dei. 10s .... 


. 194 


Penitence. 6s, 5s, D.. 


. 226 


Peterboro'. C. M. . 


. 9 


Pietas. 8s, 8s, 6s 


. 105 


Pleyelis Hymn. 7s . 


. 20 


Portuguese Hymn. 10s 


. 24 


Praise the Saviour. 8s, 5s . 


. . 138 


Pray Alwavs. 10s 


. 196 


Prayer. S. M 


• 79 


Quebec. L. M 


• 3 X 4 


Ransom. L. M. 6 lines 


. 312 


Raphael. CM 


. 97 


Redcliff. Ss, 4s . 


. 88 


Redhead. 7s ... 


• 72, 177 


Requiem, us, 6s 


• 293 



Rescue the Perishing . 
Rest. L. M. 
Resurrection Morn. 8s, 7s 
Retreat. L. M. . 
Revive us Again . 
Rhine. C M. . 
Rock of Ages, cleft for me 
Rothwell. L. M. 
Rutherford. 7s, 6s, 8 lines 



3* 



Sacramental Hymn. 8s, D 

Salisbury. C M. 

Saviour, pilot me 

Saviour, teach me. 7s 

Saviour, Thy Dying Love. 6s, 4s 

Sawley. CM.. 

Schumann. S. M. 

Send out Thy Light . 

Shadow of a Mighty Rock. 

Show me Thy Face 

Since I have 'been redeemed 

Spanish Hymn. 7s, 6 lines 

Spohr. C. M. 

Stephanos. P. M. 

Sterling. L. M. . 

St. Agatha. 7s, 4s 

St. Agnes. C M. 

St. Albinus. 7s, 8s 

St. Andrew of Crete. 6s, 5s, D 

St. Ann's. C M. 

St. Basil. 7s, 3I . 

St. Bride. S. M . 

St. Columba. 7s, 3I . 

St. Crispin. L. M. 

St. Cross. L. M. 

St. Gertrude. 6s, 5s, D. 

St. Gregorius. C M . 

St. Hilda. 7s, 6s, D. . 

St. Maura. H. M. . 

St. Peter. C. M. 

St. Philip. 7s, 3s 

St. Francis. 8s, 3I 

St. Sylvester. 8s, 7s . 

St. Sylvester. P. M. . 

St. Thomas. S. M. . 

St. Jude. 6s, D. 

Subjection. S. M. / 

Sudbury. 7s 

Sullivan. 6s, 4s . 

Sweet Peace, the Gift of God's Love 

Take my Life, and let it be. 8s 
Take my Life and let it be . 
Tamworth. 8s, 7s, 4s 
Tenderlv He leads us. 
Thatcher. S. M. 
The Altered Motto. 8s, 7s 
The Beloved .... 
The Bridegroom comes. 4s, 6s. 
The Christian's Battle-song. 7s, 3s 
The Hem of His Garment . 



61 



Vlll 



INDEX OF TUNES. 



The King in His Beauty 

The Lamb is the Light Thereof 

The Last Sleep. 4s, 6s, D. 

The New Song . 

Theodora. 7s . . . 

There is a Green Hill Far Away 

The Spirit in Our Hearts. S. M 

Thine, Thine Forever. C. M. 

This is the Day of Toil. 6s 

Though your Sins be as Scarlet 

Thrice Holy. 7s, D. . 

Thy Way not mine. 5s, 5s, 9s 

Till He come. 7s, 61 . 

Toplady. 7s, 61 . 

Trinity. 7s, 5s . 

Truro. L. M. . 

Twilight. 7s, 6s . 

Uplift the Banner. L. M. 
Upon His Word I rest 
Uxbridge. L. M. 

Via Lucis. C. M. D. . 
Victory. P. M. . 
Vigilate. 7s, 3s . 



NO. 

344 
345 
294 

369 
83 
349 
118 
180 
208 
384 
7 
181 

254 
142 

5 2 
49 
44 

272 
386 
243 

127 

85 

210 



Vox Dilecti. C. M. D. 

Ward. L. M. . 
Ware. L. M. . 

Watch and pray. 7s, 3s 

Wavertree. L. M. 6 lines . 

Webb. 7s, 6s, D. 

We follow Thee. 8s, 3s . 

Wellesley. 8s, 7s 

We '11 never say Good Bye in Heaven 

We '11 say Good Morning in Glory 

Wentworth. 8s, 4s . 

We 're marching to Zion . 

We would see Jesus, us, 10s 

Where art thou, Soul? 

Where the Mourner weeping. 6s, 5s 

Williams. L. M. 

Wirth. C. M. . 

Wreford. 8s, 4s . 

Woodworth. L. M. . 

Yield not to Temptation . 
York. C. M. 

Zion, rejoice. 10s 



NO. 

123 

21 

279 
204 
202 
274 
285 
240 
338 
339 

23 
325 
288 
388 
288 

65 
*33 
100 

131 

389 
3 

3 11